gillpolack @ 2015-07-06T14:50:00
Between the cold and the never-ending virus and all sorts of interesting things happening to my close friends, I'm a bit fragile today. Last night was so full of crises that I only read 3 books and didn't quite finish any of the articles that are all due today. I've now got reasonable first drafts of most of them. All going well, three will be done by this evening.
The other thing for today, of course was 10,000 words of outstanding scholarly prose. Some of it was already written. All of it was a mess. And I actually had to reach the 10k of good words this time last week.
I'm making slow progress on this. I've worked out where I was going wrong, for instance, and how it's all going to hang together. I'm not going to magically catch up on all that lost time, but I hope to have something rough done by the time I sleep tonight. Last night I'd intended to stay up however long it took, too, but last night was fraught and nothing I intended to do actually happened. Tonight I'm in a place where, if I don't get this chapter done, then I'm in real trouble.
I allow heaps of fudge time to prevent real trouble, but I hadn't anticipated a 5 week lurgy *and* all kinds of friends having all kinds of crises that require me to rearrange things. Also, this is another week of meetings. Unavoidable. Essential. Time-consuming.
By Thursday night, I need 20,000 good words for the book. And this is the chapter where things are sticking and which could have flow-on effects. And today I am fragile. It's probably just a weather change incoming. And the fact that the virus announced over the weekend that it was going then changed its mind this morning.
I shall have a hot bath, a big cup of coffee, some chocolate and I shall persevere.
The other thing for today, of course was 10,000 words of outstanding scholarly prose. Some of it was already written. All of it was a mess. And I actually had to reach the 10k of good words this time last week.
I'm making slow progress on this. I've worked out where I was going wrong, for instance, and how it's all going to hang together. I'm not going to magically catch up on all that lost time, but I hope to have something rough done by the time I sleep tonight. Last night I'd intended to stay up however long it took, too, but last night was fraught and nothing I intended to do actually happened. Tonight I'm in a place where, if I don't get this chapter done, then I'm in real trouble.
I allow heaps of fudge time to prevent real trouble, but I hadn't anticipated a 5 week lurgy *and* all kinds of friends having all kinds of crises that require me to rearrange things. Also, this is another week of meetings. Unavoidable. Essential. Time-consuming.
By Thursday night, I need 20,000 good words for the book. And this is the chapter where things are sticking and which could have flow-on effects. And today I am fragile. It's probably just a weather change incoming. And the fact that the virus announced over the weekend that it was going then changed its mind this morning.
I shall have a hot bath, a big cup of coffee, some chocolate and I shall persevere.
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