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I’ve written 50 (?) words in 5 days. I think I’ll just let the Fail Fairies dance all over me this year.

At the moment (after a weekend of work and a shoulder that aches and the sads) I can’t find it in me to write. The story is there, in my head, but I don’t have the energy to make it happen right now.

How do people do this? I neither have a room of my own, or time of my own, or any of those other things (like discipline…) that I would need to succeed. I suck.

Anyhow, it’s darker than ever (like always in November) and the sads has me in its grasp. I’ll just go buy (and eat) my own weight in chocolate.

xoxo

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