How It Goes

Behind on writing. Over the past two weeks (as of Sunday) I had written 8 pages of three stories which is well short of half the target. I put this down to too much time spent loafing around on the internet which may be a reason but is not an excuse. If I want to write I ought to be making it a priority and actually getting on with it.

So. Try harder, self. I missed my intended story posting last week too. That needs editing. And writing, or I run out of material next week. That may be for the best since it is based around a state of mind I do not seem to be achieving lately, except it is a relaxed, meditative state of mind and those are supposed to be good. Ah, well.

Most of my work lately has gone into the story I am giving the working title of Uncountable because it is awkward to talk about stories without names. So far it has had six of the eight pages I wrote.

Phrase of the Moment: Again with the piano smile.
Frustration: Pronouns, daily tedium
Reason to Smile: Grey coats

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