Health issue again!
Yesterday was the 1st day back writing. I had no choice but to enforce another break. Sunday, I woke with absolutely no ability to use my right arm. Not only was it dead, but also painful: I had pains in the palm of my right hand, my middle finger, ring finger and baby finger: pain for my wrist to my elbow: pain from my elbow to armpit: pain below my armpit, in my shoulder and the side of my boob!
The only thing I could do on Sunday was lie down. I couldn’t text. I could barely pick up a mug of tea. I have been on a strict diet of no phone, no computer, no writing. It is tough. Continue reading
Another excellent week, I give myself full marks. 4986 words in my WIP, edited two 500 word stories and did another new writing prompt. I realise that I am only 20 words short of the 5000. There is the writing advice that says to stop in the middle of a sentence, to help the juices flow the following writing session. I cannot do this. I stopped at the end of the scene, and writing even 20 words would have meant that I started a new scene. I finished two chapters this week.
I’m trying to put humour into my writing. Continue reading
Puddles form beside the ditches, growing into floods that take over the road. Hesitating, listening intently for the sounds of cars approaching. Taking a hop, skip, jump and filling my shoes with water. Cars pass, no room to avoid the wall of water they displace.
8 AM shivering Continue reading
I’ve been sick for the last two weeks. My motivation plummeted, I wrote 1500 words this week, 3000 words the previous week.
I tripped over something. My boyfriend caught me. I was confused why I was suddenly in his arms. I looked back to see what I tripped over, but there was nothing there. I spent the week doubting myself and ruminating on my self-pity. Being sick, I wasn’t getting much sleep at night, tired and upset during the day.
And of course the fear. Continue reading