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Aug. 16th, 2017 12:14 pmAfter a night's sleep, not a good one but not a bad one either given that I was woken up by Murdock and Mikey having confrontations at each other, did manage to get pretty quickly back to sleep. And after that I am still bummed about being rejected but no longer I suck I am no writer I shouldn't inflict my writing on anyone. So that's good.
I'm still physically exhausted tho. Maybe I shouldn't have had that burger for lunch but I was counting on going to capoeira. Or maybe this is just running around at work so I have time to write at the end of the day, that could be it, too. Not that there was that much running around but there was enough of checking things in, putting things out on shelves, and collecting things to ship out to schools that... bleh. Other than tired I don't really feel bad, so I guess I am going and training. Damn you. Yes you are. Because you enjoy training in the midst of things, you enjoy the results of it, you enjoy knowing how to move your body to kick ass, and you're much better at getting in a hard workout around other people.
Some days. Okay, most Mondays where I have any extent of work to do. Talking myself out of skipping class is a pain in the butt. But I've been talking myself out of skipping class for, what, three years now?
TWO. Two years. Okay, then. It just feels like three years. I actually think I feel better about my progress in some areas/lack of progress in others. (read: anything to do with handstands.)
And I got 500 words written, which isn't nothing. I'm getting some pages edited. I got the cover art done, not done-done but more cover art drafts for Turing Shrugged, Malachy, and Starlight done. I should figure out a blog post to do and a Patreon post on Turing Shrugged and if I'm very very lucky I can get a scene done on Starlight, and that's more than a full day's work, self, so it's okay to be tired and want to just collapse at the end of the day. It's fine.
Oy my brain. Trying to tell me I have to get everything done immediately, pack all the costumes for DragonCon tonight and so on. I bet this is a reaction to the rejection letter. Be all the productive! Do all the things! Shut up brain or I will stab you with a q-tip. See, this is why I need to go to capoeira, just focus on kicks and evasions for a while and not all the things I should have done or should be doing.
I'm still physically exhausted tho. Maybe I shouldn't have had that burger for lunch but I was counting on going to capoeira. Or maybe this is just running around at work so I have time to write at the end of the day, that could be it, too. Not that there was that much running around but there was enough of checking things in, putting things out on shelves, and collecting things to ship out to schools that... bleh. Other than tired I don't really feel bad, so I guess I am going and training. Damn you. Yes you are. Because you enjoy training in the midst of things, you enjoy the results of it, you enjoy knowing how to move your body to kick ass, and you're much better at getting in a hard workout around other people.
Some days. Okay, most Mondays where I have any extent of work to do. Talking myself out of skipping class is a pain in the butt. But I've been talking myself out of skipping class for, what, three years now?
TWO. Two years. Okay, then. It just feels like three years. I actually think I feel better about my progress in some areas/lack of progress in others. (read: anything to do with handstands.)
And I got 500 words written, which isn't nothing. I'm getting some pages edited. I got the cover art done, not done-done but more cover art drafts for Turing Shrugged, Malachy, and Starlight done. I should figure out a blog post to do and a Patreon post on Turing Shrugged and if I'm very very lucky I can get a scene done on Starlight, and that's more than a full day's work, self, so it's okay to be tired and want to just collapse at the end of the day. It's fine.
Oy my brain. Trying to tell me I have to get everything done immediately, pack all the costumes for DragonCon tonight and so on. I bet this is a reaction to the rejection letter. Be all the productive! Do all the things! Shut up brain or I will stab you with a q-tip. See, this is why I need to go to capoeira, just focus on kicks and evasions for a while and not all the things I should have done or should be doing.