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mousmeOr possibly another substance? Who knows? All I know is that I just typoed "substance" five times while trying to write it just now.
Anyway, I got home after band practice intending to write part of my serial. I sat down in my room at around 4pm, knowing that I had an hour and a half before I had to leave again for our band potluck, which was tonight.
Then I woke up and it was a quarter to six. Oops. Guess I was tired.
I was also going to write two LJ posts today. One about writing, and one about line dancing.
The band potluck went until about midnight, and then I drove folks home, and then it was 1:30am.
Needless to say, I am now tired. It's 2am, and although I'm sorely tempted to stay awake and write my serial, I know I'll regret it in the morning. However, come hell or high water, there will be two instalments written today, Sunday the fifth of February. I am NOT going to concede defeat less than a week into my own personal writing challenge, dammit.
"Where am I going, and why am I in this handbasket? Hey, nice pavement!"
I also have posts to write about band. In fact, I have posts to write about every single creative endeavour I'm up to these days. There's a lot that I want to say, but I haven't found the time or the extra energy to do so. I shall try to remedy this today (it feels like tomorrow, but in theory it's already Sunday), but the serial comes first, and I have other commitments to honour as well.
I need more hours in the day. Actually, I need a patron who will pay me to sit around most of the time and do lots of creative stuff. Spending forty-odd hours a week either at work or in transit to and from work really cuts into the time I could be spending doing something I actually enjoy doing.
Okay, I'm off to bed now.
Anyway, I got home after band practice intending to write part of my serial. I sat down in my room at around 4pm, knowing that I had an hour and a half before I had to leave again for our band potluck, which was tonight.
Then I woke up and it was a quarter to six. Oops. Guess I was tired.
I was also going to write two LJ posts today. One about writing, and one about line dancing.
The band potluck went until about midnight, and then I drove folks home, and then it was 1:30am.
Needless to say, I am now tired. It's 2am, and although I'm sorely tempted to stay awake and write my serial, I know I'll regret it in the morning. However, come hell or high water, there will be two instalments written today, Sunday the fifth of February. I am NOT going to concede defeat less than a week into my own personal writing challenge, dammit.
"Where am I going, and why am I in this handbasket? Hey, nice pavement!"
I also have posts to write about band. In fact, I have posts to write about every single creative endeavour I'm up to these days. There's a lot that I want to say, but I haven't found the time or the extra energy to do so. I shall try to remedy this today (it feels like tomorrow, but in theory it's already Sunday), but the serial comes first, and I have other commitments to honour as well.
I need more hours in the day. Actually, I need a patron who will pay me to sit around most of the time and do lots of creative stuff. Spending forty-odd hours a week either at work or in transit to and from work really cuts into the time I could be spending doing something I actually enjoy doing.
Okay, I'm off to bed now.
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Date: 2006-02-05 07:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-06 03:54 pm (UTC)I want this to be my alternate personal motto. Not sure what my primary one is at the moment; it tends to cycle through an indeterminate number.