It’s Day 13 and I am only 41 words behind . . . However my eyes hurt and I can’t feel another migraine forming.
Between the cold weather with the heater, my female issues, dealing with a temperamental computer, I’ve had migraine at four days so far since I’ve started Nanowrimo this year. So only being 41 words behind is not bad.
I sometimes read the pep talk on Nanowrimo, and someone mention that “Writing sucks.” WTF?
It can make you frustrated when your muses and characters are taking you different directions, but writing does NOT suck. If you think writing suck, then why are you doing it? (Maybe you don’t like writing the endless report for work, that your boss does not read anyway, but Nanowrimo should NOT feel like work.)
I’m just so flustered when you want pep and you get blah. Grrr.
Ok here’s pep. Everyone has at least one story that just needs to get out. So stop saying “what if” or “i need to do it” and just write it. (Just like Nike’s theme “just do it!”)
Now I’m going to make dinner and then lay down so I can write more tomorrow.
I’ve been dealing with sleep apnea issues, (even when I do sleep, I feel like I barely slept. At times I live on 5 hour energy drink shots.)
I have anxiety (I have constant worry and current living situation has me on the edge. I also have what I can zombie insomnia, I can’t sleep, but I can’t focus, grrr. My living situation has me on extremely high anxiety over extreme cleaning in which furniture is to be moved vs timed issues.)
I have extreme mood swings because of this and my painful female issues.
These health issues can get in the way of true bliss. . .writing.
I’m hoping to get my notes organized while all of this cleaning going on. . . Just thinking about it drains me.
Lights out. Sighs.
The fates must not want me to write at night. . . But my muses work at night the best. . . Grrr. Sigh.
This is the second light I have broken within the last 6 months. I got two desk lamps . . . The first on the clip busted. The second one bust the connector from the cord and what screws in the bulb.
I can’t read my writing to retype on this blog. . . It strains my eyes and causes several migraines. (I cannot afford to fall behind on lay in bed all day. . . I have to help my mom.)
I’m trying to clean and write during the day, but it’s hard to focus.
I hope get a light soon.
I use my middle and index finger when I text and type on my tablets
. . . . and since I cut my middle finger, its been a challenge. I call it a Grrrr Challenge.
However I will not stop writing! It is just a small timed setback. I will be typing faster soon.
I completed Camp Nanowrimo July 2018 with the word count 30,691.
I swear as soon as I just barely got pass 30,000 words . . . it was like my muses stopped. I hit a writing brick wall.
I can write a few blogs, but its like muses saw the up hill hike for part 2 and all said “hell no!” LOL.
I am grateful that I finished part one, and I wrote over 30,000 words by hand.
However even my desk lamp broke, so next month it will be more blogs.
I’m flustered, because . . .
- My desk lamp got broken.
- As soon as I got to 30k my muses stopped
- Whether I sleep 1 hour or 10, I still feel exhausted
- Every time I try to write in the day, I get interrupted
I did make my goal by 440 words. Maybe tomorrow I’ll reread and see if anything sparks my muses.
It seems every time I give myself writing goals something always happens. . .
First nanowrimo I got two weeks of migraines
Whenever I give myself a personal goal, I’ve had . . .
- family issues
- mental break down (unrelated to writing)
- I was in a car accident
- Hand cramps
- Sleep issues
- Female issues
However I always seem to manage to get my main word count in. It is what I want. . .
This month not any different, I have my anemia (from endomentrial hyplasya I know I didn’t spell that right, its a fancy term for very heavy female periods) mixed with my sleep apnea. I slept the last 40 hours out of 48 hours. I can’t think straight or get my process muses. They are sleepy too.
I need to stop giving myself personal goals and simply write.
I’m taking today off to see if I get my mind to work on its own. I’m over 17,900 words, so I’m very ahead.
I’m tired. It’s sleep time.