I keep missing the Wednesday check-in, so I think I’m going to just make a point to ignore it for a while. Once a week is going to have to do.
I wonder too if has anything to do with not getting a whole lot of writing done? I’m still fighting with the crud and finding the fucks to give takes more energy than I can spare.
I did get a couple of things written this week, so it’s not a total bust. Nothing for P-Mag yet — my struggle there is a constant hectoring voice that I just don’t have anything relevant to say to the readers. I can’t pretend to be a journalist, so what am I doing there?
See? I’m doing it again, letting doubt creep in and stain up my thoughts. Not good.
Anyway, word count is up to 5409, which still has me almost a full week ahead of schedule. Yay.
Now if I can just get everything else in line I’ll be golden.