Thursday, June 23, 2016
Sunny and pleasant
Yesterday was a long and discouraging day. But that’s the way it goes sometimes.
It was a frustrating writing day as well – very little writing done in the morning, and less than a page done during lunch. I just deleted a paragraph of frustration that is inappropriate to vent publicly.
Home, exhausted. It was beautiful out. Had a martini on the deck, and we even ate dinner out there. Got a little bit of work done in the evening, but not enough, and fell into bed, exhausted.
Woke up exhausted.
Got some notes done on an upcoming writing section, but that’s it.
Today will be another long day. I have to get a lot done this evening. Tomorrow will be even longer, because of the fundraiser after regular hours.
The weather is supposed to be beautiful this weekend, which is good, because I have an adventure planned on Saturday, and then I’m digging in for three days of intensive writing.
Because, especially right now, if it interferes with the writing, it is put aside. No negotiation.