Nov. 7th, 2017

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Words: 6000.

I didn't do any writing on Sunday when we went to London. I didn't expect to catch up on Mon, it's usually a lot healthier for me to write off bad days than turn them into an endless backlog of "I should be here". But I perked up by the evening and when I got into the flow managed another 1000 words. 2000 words is what I did most of last november, but it was a struggle on a day I was doing anything else.

It seems 1000 words is about what I can usually manage without needing to stop to think about what happens. Sometimes I'm lucky and I've got more planned ahead. But usually the specific "what people say or specifically what they do" only comes clear when I get close enough to that point.

Why on earth am I blogging AS WELL as writing? Why did I think that was a good idea?

More experienced writers can do the thinking a lot more automatically, I imagine. Although not always. Twitter gives me lots of hope in that I can see professional authors also finding it incredibly hard to do author-ing, but succeeding anyway.

Also programmers. Also lawyers. Also lawmakers. Also actors. Oh hey, maybe I formed a generalisation about how rarely humans grow immune to impostor syndrome :)

First sentence (ish): "But it was the way of the hierarchy, and my Mistress would indeed value them slightly more if they were able to provide useful service, in the centuries before they were no longer willing to continue serving as underlings."

Still too long. Still several flabby sentences around. I find myself thinking, I need to think through what's happening to the character subconsciously but not explain it in text. Except once I've thought it, it's so tempting to write it out for the wordcount. If that goes on I'll need to reduce my wordcount further, and aim for 700 good words instead of 1000 words. And maybe work my way back up as I get faster at thinking.

Me

Yesterday I just flopped. Not as much as I intended, I kept thinking "maybe I could do a bit of this" about various things. But enough that I was somewhat recovered. And I finished all the things that needed to be done in reasonably good time so I had some time to actually relax with no responsibilities afterwards.

I think I need to make a more conscious effort to have time like that.

Work is reasonably promising. What I've done had all been reasonably good, including managing newgrad's work, but now I feel like we're back on target having specific tasks towards a specific goal which makes me feel a lot better about getting the work done and then feeling satisfied, rather than always uncertain if I'm doing the best thing.

Tonight is gym. Last time I was exhausted and didn't do my usual distance, hopefully I will be ok doing it today. R is visiting the children, but I will probably have a night in. With writing, but hopefully also some tv/flop.

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