The letter O, for office, where I sit on a Saturday when I don’t usually work because of…
The letter S, for salary, which is why I am at the office on a weekend, and…
The number 35, which was the number of fiction words I wrote yesterday (a grand total of 248 for the day), even though I had a really great idea to finish the book.
Beware the thought, “Oh, that’s so great! I’ll definitely remember that!”
Because you won’t. YOU WON’T.
Notebooks. Like I don’t carry several with me every day? And at least three pens? There’s no excuse.
It feels like Saturday, though. I’m pretty sure my week is just screwed up because I’ve been at the office so frequently. And the drugs (Advil Cold & Sinus) probably aren’t helping. I mean, they are helping. Look, ma! I can breathe! But in terms of thinking straight… (I almost said “in terms of having a clear head” – ha!)
I wrote 252 fiction words yesterday and 465 words total. I’m wondering if I’m just stuck on this story and need to try something else for a week, or if I can push through and get this f*er done.
Since half the house has a free day today (not me, though), my morning is a little more relaxed. Computers are turned on. People are absorbed. Perhaps that will let me get into things a little more.
We’ll see tomorrow.
Morning. Morning is probably what I meant to say up there.
I’ll have to grab more DayQuil before I actually start my day. That is clear. And another cup of coffee.
I find it eternally unfair that half my family has the next to regularly scheduled work/school days off. I would like those two days off. Why can’t I have those two days off?
Adulting. You can eat cookies for breakfast, but you don’t get 4-day weekends related to holidays like President’s Day. *sigh*
I wrote 340 fiction words yesterday! Nowhere near the total I would prefer, but more than I’ve managed in the last seven days, so I’m satisfied. The writing out thing didn’t work, though. I really need to get my desk back.
There were 563 total words involved in the day, by the way. And the cats are adorable. Just in case you were wondering.
Have a lovely Thursday!
This morning I’m able to breathe with minimal assistance from drugs. It’s a good sign, and one I’m going to run with. I also have the morning either for sleeping (if it seems necessary), or running word-related errands and a little extra writing time. I’m actually hoping for the latter, and am prepared for both.
Yesterday I wrote 29 fiction words with a total of 145 words for the day. It’s not a lot, but they were honest to goodness Valentines Day words and they kept my streak going.
Today will be better. Yesterday I got to rest at work, doing things at my desk instead of moving around the office, lifting heavy stuff, etc. I went to bed early again, but I don’t think I’ll need that kind of 9-hour stretch of sleep anymore.
I’m glad I was able to show up a little bit yesterday morning because by the evening I was miserable.
28 fiction words, 312 total. 28 fiction words are about one
sentence paragraph (see below).
Still not feeling up to par. Hoping the extra rest I’ll be able to get tomorrow morning will fix me.
Doug looked at Payback. “Listen to Sarah,” he told his pet. “I think you should get to eat them too, but we’re guests. We don’t eat our hosts.”
Greetings and salutations! It’s Saturday, and while I usually travel to take care of routing clothing maintenance, today I’ll be going into the office to bring it one step closer to shut down. I believe we get to unthread the network, which probably sounds more interesting to me than it actually will be. Well, it just seems that it’ll all be done faster if I help, and if it gets done quickly, maybe we can work on things that need to get done tomorrow, so that tomorrow, we can get more done before the deadline.
Please note: there’s no real chance that we’ll get everything done by the deadline. There’s too much remaining furniture and not enough places to put them. Are you interesting in purchasing a 2-high file cabinet or office chair, by the way? Deadline is looming.
Yesterday I wrote 253 words in fiction, with a grand total of 516. I squeezed them in after a day of loading and unloading a moving truck twice, and shortly after collapsed into bed.
I’m actually surprised that I feel as well as I do today. I’m not too achy, and even though I am getting a cold, I think I’ll be able to push through it for a couple of days before it really takes me down. By then we should be moved into the new office – temporarily if not permanently – and my absence will not mean things don’t get moved.
Three-quarters of my family are excused from their obligations today due to the quantity of snow that has fallen from the skies and accumulated on the ground (despite yesterday’s 60-degree temperatures and my desperate wishes otherwise). That’s lovely for them, but my current office job is in such transition that I certainly will be expected to make an appearance at some point. Despite the weather, there is oodles more to accomplish there.
Yesterday morning I wrote 417 words before we needed to rush out the door, and I had planned to write more. Exhaustion sent me to bed at 9 p.m., though, and kept me there for nine amazing hours. I’m rested now, and ready to shovel a path to the car (after wading through the snow to the garage to get said shovel).
I’m looking forward to the shoveling, actually. A little.
Hi! I woke up this morning to spilled Lucky Charms all over my kitchen carpet! Why does my kitchen have carpet? That’s a real good question I don’t have the answer to right now! It probably has something to do with why my bathrooms have carpet, too. The only uncarpeted space in my house is a hallway. Why? Who knows!
Yesterday I managed 550 fiction words in the morning and intended another 500 in the evening. But when the evening rolled around, I was incredibly tired an hour earlier than usual. So I just crashed. I hoped it would help, but I wasn’t able to wake at my ideal hour. At least I heard the alarm.
I changed how I’m
tracking reporting my blogging, splitting my regular post with word updates and daily review from my photo posts. That’s going to let me track how many days I’ve done each, since I can count the number of rows filled in each column easier this way, and I didn’t start the photo challenge on the first of the year.
I think I’ll stop reporting blog words separately, perhaps only indicating my total words for the day (849) alongside my fiction words (550, previously mentioned).
Today is my writing group, so I’ll either have an amazing word count, or a drastically low one. I hope to get 500 in before I even leave the house, because that’s a number I feel good about reporting if I don’t manage anything else.
Yesterday I participated in a 12-hour writing marathon. It actually took place a little longer than that, but that’s what I made it through. I wrote more than I have all year, which was a really good feeling.
I wrote 2,051 fiction words, which is a usual November daily count for me. And I wrote an average 222 blog words, which I got out of the way early in the morning.
Unlike this post, which is coming in at the tail end of the day.
Well, there are still words that are waiting to be written! I’m going to go get on that.
I heard my 5 a.m. alarm this morning at least. Then I dove back to sleep, encountering a dream about Japan, my parents, a couple coworkers (current and former), and a film. In my dream, we went to see a movie, and I got separated from my parents (who had just moved there) while looking for bread, and then I found my former coworker, and I stood to see the movie. It was…very strange. Thankfully, my 6 a.m. alarm saved me from any more of it.
Yesterday was writing group (yay!), the moving of desks (several of which decided to detach themselves from other parts of themselves), and the moving of boxes (at least 100 of them which were thankfully very light). I hit my step goal for the second day in a row, and I felt good about that.
I wrote 224 blog words, and 238 blog words. I will probably end up scrapping most of the words from yesterday in a cycle back to clean things up, but thankfully there weren’t a lot of them.
This morning there is the removal of a desk (a small computer one, thankfully) to accomplish before the people capable of helping me move it are gone for the day. I’d better get cracking.