Lazy Breakfast

581 fiction words, 784 total words
  • Oatmeal, 1 cup
  • Vanilla Almond Milk, enough to cover the oatmeal
  • Dried Blueberries, as many as possible

Put the oatmeal in a container – mason jar if you’re hippie, faux Tupperware if you’re me and that’s all you’ve got. Cover the oatmeal with the almond milk – it’s going to soak up, so just covered will be thick, a little more will be better. Add your dried blueberries. Stir.

Insert container into refrigerator for at least 5-6 hours, or overnight for those people who get enough sleep. The next morning, stir again, then consume. Pick dried blueberries out of your teeth, and consume more.

Technically these are called “Overnight Oats”, and you should be using rolled not quick (but quick is all I have, and it works just fine). It’s delicious. It’s not hot first thing in the morning, but still filling. It’s easy, which is good because in the morning I’m lazy. Or at least lately I’m lazy in the morning¬†lately.

Today I actually feel kind of awake at this hour. When my 5 a.m. alarm went off I thought about just sleeping until the 5:30 alarm (because I have six alarms in the morning, and yes, it bothers my bedmate), but then I actually didn’t fall immediately back into “sleep like the dead”. So I got up at 5:10, woke up Junior Youth, left JY in bed because JY takes after Mom/me, fed the cats, and thought, “I’ll just have a glass of OJ before falling back to sleep on the sofa.”

But the OJ woke me. So now I’m here, typing away, and it occurs to me I shouldn’t “waste” words here, I should be writing.

Sooon.

581 fiction words, 784 total words

Yesterday went better. I’d like to finish the short I’m doing by Sunday and get it up, then launch myself into the next series.

I’m learning lots about things like Advance Teams and Newsletters and stuff. I think I’m reasonably close to putting together a newsletter for here, although I have no idea what I’d talk about because it pretty much all goes on the blog.

Oh well. That’s tomorrow’s problem. ūüôā

You should try the oats, by the way. Use any milk variety you prefer. Add sugar, brown sugar, honey, or cinnamon if you like. Use fresh berries (which I’ll do when I have them). It can be as nom as you prefer, and the texture, I find, isn’t too slimy. Mine were 11 hours old when I ate them, and the oats still had definable texture and required chewing. Not at all like those oatmeal pouches where the oatmeal is no longer recognizable.

OK, I’m done.

So very sleepy

124 fiction words, 252 total words

To say that I am tired seems like an understatement at this time of the morning. Despite this, I took a look at how my writing week is shaping up.

At least it’s not the worst week this year. (It is the second worst, though. So far.)

124 fiction words, 252 total words

With counts like that, no wonder.

On my way home from work I figured out how I was going to end the short story series I’ve been working on with my pen name. Once I finish and publish the last story, I can bundle them into one. I think I’ll go through the bundle more carefully and edit out some of the odd words I repeated rather heavily that I caught on one of my read-throughs after one of the stories was published. Should have done that to start with.

Also yesterday I got an idea for the next set of short stories I want to write for my pen name. I think it’s a good idea – not particularly plot-heavy, but then the kind of thing I’m writing doesn’t need to be. With an idea in mind, I hope I can write quickly.

Okay, time to wake up the crew. Good morning.

Thank goodness for small favors

132 fiction words, 484 total words

We still have our window air conditioner in, which is allowing us to sleep comfortably while the temps are elevating. Our home seems to be quite good at holding in heat, which is a good news/bad news kind of situation.

132 fiction words, 484 total words

Words last night were perfunctory. I got to my writing group not in the mood to write, but to help someone with their projects for the evening. By the time I was done helping (perilously close to midnight), I was simply exhausted. I made my character as frustrated with their situation as I currently am (seriously, I seem unable to write this man out of a cardboard box), and told him he shouldn’t put up with my ineptitude anymore.

Today’s writing should go better.

Sleeping

223 fiction words, 442 total words

Yesterday I took a half day off of work to come home and sleep in preparation for Tuesday and Wednesday when I will be unable to take a similar break if I needed it. I’m feeling pretty good now, though, so that’s a bonus.

I’m having some very strange (for me) breakfast food, although it’s essentially oatmeal. I’ve let myself run out of the things that have become staples over the past month – kale, romaine, cucumber – and so all I’ve got is chia seeds, oatmeal, frozen bananas, and some almond milk. There’s also an abundance of dried blueberries, which are making the oatmeal very chewy, even though they soaked overnight. It definitely drove me to use the oatmeal that’s just been hanging in my panty, so that was good. I’m looking forward to picking up some of the things I’m out of, though, because I miss my smoothies.

Last night I barely wrote, and I must confess, I’m really having a hard time with that. I have a long fantasy piece that’s around 47,000 words that I don’t know how to finish. I estimate I’m about 2/3 through it, and I need to have that big breakthrough that will send me on an avalanche of word production. I just don’t know what that is, and that’s frustrating.

223 fiction words, 442 total words

I have been publishing some short stories through a pen name, and that’s not going well either. I shouldn’t expect to see results in a month – that’s not unheard of, but I’m also doing it part time and am not doing the level of marketing I should be to get 30-day results. So the frustration with a lack of results is slowing down the ideas there as well.

I’m not giving up, though. Today I’m going to try for 2,000 words at my writing group, hopefully in a new short for my pen name. It’s more important that I keep those going than finishing the longer fantasy piece I mentioned because, in that genre, production is key. If I can get an entire short story finished today, that would be amazing.

Wish me luck.

Productive In Spite Of

171 fiction words, 386 total words

Yesterday went well for being kind of miserable. I wrote a few words, but not nearly as much as I would like for an unsick day. Fortunately, it was a sick day, so I’m happy I wrote.

171 fiction words, 386 total words

Quite honestly, I’m feeling rather irritated that I didn’t manage any words Saturday. I wasn’t bothered when it happened, and I gave myself permission to not get anything done. But when I’m thinking about it now, I should have made a point to get on and write 50 words, or 500 words. I can do that rather quickly, and it would have just taken a little bit of planning.

I’m going to keep it in mind for next time I have something big planned.

Here’s the point of the post where I’m very happy that I take notes daily on what I did that day. Last week I published under my pen name on Tuesday, I went to my regular Tuesday write/edit group, went to two school open houses for the Youths, and made it through a full week of work.

I wrote a bit less than the week before, but 9 of 38 (I just realized the graphic is wrong – I’m not fixing it now) is not bad at all. I’m pleased and looking forward to making this week another #1 week.

It’s over

551 fiction words, 624 total words

The big event is done with, it was a success, and we’re just dealing with the usual “day after” kind of things now. Tomorrow I return a piece of rented equipment, we make up some of the extra food, etc.

I didn’t have time to either post or write yesterday at all, which is disappointing, but I knew it would be hard. I’m also battling one of those colds you get when you work too much and don’t rest enough. Please forgive me if I’ve ranted on and on about that over the past few days. I’m a little fuzzy in the head right now.

So since I skipped yesterday entirely in all respects, let me review Saturday.

551 fiction words, 624 total words

I think these were Laundry words, squeezed in between the two loads I did that evening. Perfunctory words, to show that I was able to write even when I didn’t feel top notch.

Those are the kind of words I probably would have ground out yesterday, but I simply didn’t have time.

OKAY!

So today was more laundry and then a lot of sleeping and some medicine, and then some adorable cats. It’s always best to end a day with adorable cats.

A grey and tan tabby cat lying on an autumn harvest patterned sofa
You needed this adorable tabby in your life. Meet Meltycat (Shybutts)

Almost There

1,262 fiction words, 1,410 total words

I wish I could say the post title relates to my story. Instead, it relates to Saturday. It’s all about Saturday this week.

Except for yesterday, it was also about an alternator.

1,262 fiction words, 1,410 total words

Moderate words written. I was aiming for more like 1,700, but this is good. I went to bed early. I plan to duplicate that this evening.

I hope everyone is having a lovely week and being productive and safe and healthy.

Busy Wednesday

134 fiction words, 367 total words

Wednesday is one of those words I pronounce slowly in my head as I spell it. There are some last names like that, too, and February, of course. I’m trying to think of others, but can’t right now.

134 fiction words, 367 total words

Yesterday’s words were low because I spent my prime writing time (morning) publishing. Then in the evening was a school event that took two hours, and by the time I got home I was quite exhausted. It took me two hours to get to the point where I could write those 134 words, and then I just went to bed. I hope to do better today, but my standards are considerably lower until next week.

Once the work event is lower, I will be free to do more. Until then I’ll do as much as I can when I can and not beat myself up about it.

Like a bull in a dish shop

2,944 fiction words, 3,045 total words

We’re charging ahead come hell or whatever other crap life throws our way. (My issues are not weather related, and with the recent flooding for those in the path of Harvey or Irma, “high water” seemed insensitive.)

I am doggedly back behind the keyboard after a rough start yesterday that dissipated sometime around four o’clock in the afternoon. Today will be busy if nothing else. There are a lot of errands to do and not a ton of time to get them done. Plus, I’d like to finish a project before heading out, and I’m not certain if it will be on the time schedule of the person I need to leave with.

We do what we can with what we have and we do our best.

2,944 fiction words, 3,045 total words

Yesterday, the words were good. I wrote a lot of them, all for one story, which makes it a bit longer than its predecessors, but still, within the range I wanted. I look forward to getting it up for sale this morning (fingers crossed) so that I can head out to work after my shower and not take writing time this morning so I can finish that previously mentioned task.

I’m tired. Also, haven’t heard from a couple of friends in a while so I feel it necessary to poke them through electronic means and make sure they’re OK. Such a week.

Fragile

1,334 fiction words, 1,612 total words

I’m having a rough time getting up and moving this morning. Apparently, I missed my alarm somehow, even though it’s backed up by my Fitbit and usually, the combination is enough to jolt me out of bed. This morning DH needed to say something to get me out of bed.

Well, I’m here now.

I wrote a bit yesterday, though not as much as I intended.

1,334 fiction words, 1,612 total words

Today I’d like to simply set a goal to repeat that number. Finishing the short story I started Sunday seems like almost too much to ask.

Have a lovely Tuesday, everyone!