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Feb. 1st, 2018 10:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeI have gotten so much writing crap done today it's a miracle I still have a brain inside my head instead of dribbling out my ears. I have, let's see.
1. Finished polishing and submitted a short story to a market I discovered yesterday. (It closes today, so.)
2. Finished polishing a story that had been sitting in final edits stages for a while now.
3. Drafted its sequel.
4. Retooled the writing logistics spreadsheet with the braintwin
5. Worked up a writing schedule for the month.
6. Started a whole new story for the week's patreon excerpt since the one I meant to post is now ineligible for Patreon if I want it to be eligible for that market
This plus working on Long Road and Malachy as per usual and I have no idea how I made it through today but hey, at least there were no crying fits over sudden contemplations of what would happen when it came time to say goodbye to my Mikey. That happened yesterday. Right before capoeira. I didn't like it much.
Work remains slow. I keep trying to find things to occupy myself with but it's hard to find things more engaging than the writing work, so, urk. But if I work at either or both I don't have time to think about the one thing that's making me sad. The rest of my life is actually relatively calm right now. What with the plumbing disaster that wasn't after all, the various financial things that weren't after all. We're doing all right. The vet debt is a burden, but one we can yet shoulder. Nothing else is broken in our lives. (Though, heh, I should probably wait until after I've had my dental cleaning to say that for certain.)
I don't know what else to say. I got a lot done today but it feels like I'm still running in circles. I felt productive until I sat down to say something to check in and I don't feel okay. I feel like I'm putting off being not okay. But then I spent a couple of days earlier in the week being very not okay, so maybe ... hell, I don't know.
I think I will try to get my hair cut this weekend. My bangs are getting obnoxious. Oh, that was the other thing I don't think I've mentioned either, is that capoeira is getting easier for me, my lungs aren't that much better but my body is so much more energized than it was almost all of last year, my muscles are stronger, capoeira is getting so much easier. I think if I start taking my mullein again it'll be even that much easier, and it's a good feeling. I love being able to do it. And I'm getting better at it, bit by bit by slow bit. The teaching helped but also just being able to go to a few classes in a row instead of getting in one, maybe two and collapsing of flu again, that's helping. So that's a positive.
1. Finished polishing and submitted a short story to a market I discovered yesterday. (It closes today, so.)
2. Finished polishing a story that had been sitting in final edits stages for a while now.
3. Drafted its sequel.
4. Retooled the writing logistics spreadsheet with the braintwin
5. Worked up a writing schedule for the month.
6. Started a whole new story for the week's patreon excerpt since the one I meant to post is now ineligible for Patreon if I want it to be eligible for that market
This plus working on Long Road and Malachy as per usual and I have no idea how I made it through today but hey, at least there were no crying fits over sudden contemplations of what would happen when it came time to say goodbye to my Mikey. That happened yesterday. Right before capoeira. I didn't like it much.
Work remains slow. I keep trying to find things to occupy myself with but it's hard to find things more engaging than the writing work, so, urk. But if I work at either or both I don't have time to think about the one thing that's making me sad. The rest of my life is actually relatively calm right now. What with the plumbing disaster that wasn't after all, the various financial things that weren't after all. We're doing all right. The vet debt is a burden, but one we can yet shoulder. Nothing else is broken in our lives. (Though, heh, I should probably wait until after I've had my dental cleaning to say that for certain.)
I don't know what else to say. I got a lot done today but it feels like I'm still running in circles. I felt productive until I sat down to say something to check in and I don't feel okay. I feel like I'm putting off being not okay. But then I spent a couple of days earlier in the week being very not okay, so maybe ... hell, I don't know.
I think I will try to get my hair cut this weekend. My bangs are getting obnoxious. Oh, that was the other thing I don't think I've mentioned either, is that capoeira is getting easier for me, my lungs aren't that much better but my body is so much more energized than it was almost all of last year, my muscles are stronger, capoeira is getting so much easier. I think if I start taking my mullein again it'll be even that much easier, and it's a good feeling. I love being able to do it. And I'm getting better at it, bit by bit by slow bit. The teaching helped but also just being able to go to a few classes in a row instead of getting in one, maybe two and collapsing of flu again, that's helping. So that's a positive.