I stayed in bed until noon on Wednesday, then got up only to do kitty care and take my prebreakfast meds. After that, I laid down on the sofa for a bit, then got up to cancel MTG since I’d had only one “I’ll be there” response. Laid down again—in fact, all afternoon, right into the early evening, I only got up for limited amounts of time between longer periods stretched out on the sofa napping. It wasn’t mood, precisely. More a lack of motivation. Days like this are relatively rare, but I’ve had more than one this week. Three as a matter of fact: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.
But things turned around.
I finally settled at my desk and eventually got all my tasks from the day’s list done (aside from the MTG). Got my 250 words, did D&D prep, worked on a tarot card, read, kept up with my journal, and practiced my languages. Can’t really say I felt very motivated, I was just wanting to be able to write a list of tasks completed. Which I guess is motivation of a sort. Usually, though, I’m more interested in my tasks, especially the reading, languages, and writing. But I didn’t even want to read, and that says a lot about my lack of motivation.
As for what I’m reading, it’s my friend Lazette Gifford’s book, the first of her Raventower and Merriweather series, Secrets. It’s a steampunk set on a secondary world. I’ve only just gotten to Chapter 6, but it’s been a great read so far. This post’s header image is the cover of Zette’s book, and the book can be found at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Smashwords.
I got a lot done Friday. In part due, I’m sure, to the fact I pretty much slept all day Thursday and as a result didn’t get tired or put myself to bed Thursday night. Over the morning hours, I knocked out almost everything on my list, leaving only quilting to do, and I even got a couple things not on it done. That includes my 250 words, started a book by my friend Zette, calling Mom, doing a tarot card, getting my prompt up on my MeWe group, editing Chapter 14 of DH03, doing my languages, doing a chapter for GIMP, posting Chapter 10 of DH03, and doing some D&D prep. At noon, Katie picked me up for quilting. We stopped at a vendor of tacos on the street and got massive burritos, and then to her place for quilting, where I did two blocks. When I got home, I read through one of my incomplete WIPS and edited Chapter 15 of DH03. It was a really good day!
Thursday seemed like a lazy day, but I actually got more than I thought done. Looking at my list of tasks accomplished, I have the following:
Read a free article on the business of writing
Did my Languages
Turned in my rent check, Hendrix’s Rabies vax proof, and a note about the trash room on my floor
Wrote my 250 words
Had a long chat with my mom
Helped my friend Greg get his Farepay card for transit, and set up his online account for it
Recorded things in my not-a-bullet-journal
Wrote the AEP update for the 3rd and posted it
And got to bed at a decent hour
Pretty good, I’d say.
My headache continued through today, and so did the queasy feeling it brought. I bowed out of MTG this evening because I’m afraid I might be contagious, though this reminds me of a much more severe seasonal allergy I had some years ago in North Carolina, when my family moved out to a rural location near an airstrip populated with lots of blooming weeds. Pretty flowers, but what they did to me was downright awful. What I’ve got now is like a much milder version of that illness.
Today started out difficult. When I tried to login to the site’s backend, I found myself blocked. When I finally made it into the backend, I discovered some random jerk had basically stolen my account. I’ve done what I can to patch it so they can’t affect anything, though I’m not sure how effective it is. Still working on workarounds for it all, since I can’t actually access the Gravatar account the jerk apparently used to change the username. The entry codes go to a phone I no longer have access to, and I’ve lost any backup codes I had, as well as the original login password. So, yeah, I’m pretty well screwed there.
I’ve managed to write a bit today, though. Not a lot, but enough. I’m bouncing from one project to another, all of the damn things gay romances, but, eh, I’ll go with it.
And I’ve been reading a favorite book by a favorite author. Need to get more of her stuff . . .
I slept not a wink last night. Been writing all day. And reading. So it’s been a good, productive day, which pleases me.
Sunday was a better day. I was better rested, and had a fun time gaming. Wanted to write too, but that never actually happened, though I did read a bit.
I sleep on this thing.
Though my mood is generally up right now, I do occasionally experience spots of depression. That happened Friday morning, so though I woke naturally around 09:00, I didn’t actually find myself able to get out of bed and face the day until almost 10:00.
After the productive day I’d had yesterday, I wasn’t expecting much of myself. Days after I do a lot of writing tend to be ones I don’t do much writing at all. So I settled in to read a bit, finishing one book I’d started yesterday. I also read through the wips I’d worked on over Thursday.
Tried reading one particular book that I especially liked. It’s got a good story. Characterization is strong and consistent. Technically, it’s well-written (probably due to a good editor, I think). Unfortunately, execution is definitely First Book level. Not nearly as bad as I remember my own early books, but definitely not up to the standards I write at this point in my life. Still, I enjoyed the book—and its sequels in the series—enough to reread them all several times when I had them on my Nook. On my Kindle, however? I find myself skimming passages that get a little silly, and it’s not the ereader’s fault. However, I suspect if this desire to read goes on much longer, I’ll eventually be able to read the book without any problem because it really is an enjoyable book to read.
I chatted with Mom for a while. Not sure how long.
Also tried to coordinate D&D hosting with my friend Katie, but got no answer and no response. She hasn’t called back yet. Will try again over Saturday.
Poked another friend to see if he’d gotten an email I sent requesting a ride to groceries. Ross responded that he had and we arranged to go at 09:00 on Sunday.
And I did eventually write. Thursday, I bounced between two stories, but Friday I worked only on one of them. They’re gay romances. Actually enjoying writing them. Basically took a couple of favorite characters from a series of gay romances I’ve read and told my creative mind to spit out a couple of different versions of them. It looks like one of these is going to be about a novella, but the other one seems like it’ll go longer. I’ll be happy with whatever length these turn out to be, mostly because I feel so optimistic about finishing them. LOL