More Therapy

One of my health problem is insomnia, especially when I have a lot on my mind. 

I think I will get some sleep, maybe and then . . . today will be a therapy day, and if I make my work count or not, I need to get better.  I need to get my tangled thoughts out of my frustrated head. 

I wish I could make money from my writings and make it first priority, but it is just this time in my life. Bummer. 

But what I have learned is the greatest writers live and struggle to make great writing

Therapy

My word count is really behind by 3500 by now. . . (I’m still over 22k out of 35k). My problem is with my health issues  and errands, I get exhausted so easily. I mention this a lot in my personal blog. (my personal blog)

Even now I have a headache, but I am working through it. 

The thing is this project is a therapy project it is taking a lot out of me, and I haven’t even gotten to the meat of the issues yet. Then add the issues that I am currently doing with, I’m not sure if I am going to actually finish my word count. This project was done by hand too. 

Issues going on

  • Dealing with negative family members
  • Lack of motivation  (depression and exhaustion)
  • Panic and anxiety attacks
  • Hormone issues (solitude vs feeling lonely)
  • Errands
  • Nightmares vs weird dreams
  • Insomnia  (feel like a zombie)
  • Stomach issues (yes, I need to get to the doctor.)

My muses

I love coffee almost as much as I love Pepsi. 

If I were to take all of my muses in a coffee shop.  I personally will not pay 5 dollars or more for a coffee. If I got blender, I can make my own mocha frappe. I’m happy with a cup of maxwell house coffee mixed with flavored creamers. 

Muses

  1.  Chorline: caramel latte with artistic steam milk and will Instagram a pic before drinking 
  2.  Emma: French Vanilla cappuccino 
  3. Mary: black with sugar
  4. Jack: strong black 
  5. Starre: chocolate flavored coffee with cream and sugar and whipped cream
  6. Luna: French Vanilla latte
  7. Kelly: iced mocha

Behind sigh.

I need to be up 18k to get caught up, but I am just over 14.5k. 

Between, errands and my health . . . this is driving me crazy. 

 There is not enough coffee and flavored creamer or Pepsi in this world to keep me awake and motivated. 

Grrrrrr. 

Gotta go back to writing. 

It is very weird though, the more I am writing and facing my past, the more I am seeing things I was blind to. . . Was I was blind because I loved the guy or was it just that native? 

Therapy vs distractions

I’ve been working well into my therapy project. I have 11,440 words in 9 days. My goal 35,000 words by the end of this month it’s about 1130 words per day.  I’m about a day a head, but I love staying a head instead of just making my goal. 

I work well when once I got into it. However if I get distracted, it is hard to get back into it. 

I’m very distracted by blogging, personals site, chatting, reading, games (candy crush, pet rescue, yatzee, mahjong etc), cooking, cleaning. . . Why can’t I just focus? I guess I am just eager to move on. My problems, emotions, and chaos did not start over night, I cannot heal irl fix this one night. 

My muses seem to be pulling me into different directions as well. I’m ok as long as they get the made therapy points I plotted out. 

Camp nanowrimo day 5 update. 

I didn’t get too much written today, because my sleep  schedule has been off. I did manage to get 6,526 words written in four days so I am ahead. I know with my health issues and doctor appointments, it may be tricky to get 50,000 words. I gave myself the goal of 35,000. It just averages just over 1000 words per day. If I get to 50k or over its just icing on the cake. 

Tomorrow, my goal is to make it pass the 10,000 word mark. I know I have errands to do on Friday.

The good news is that my internet is barely working so I am not that distracted.

The other thing is, I’m hand writing it this year, so my computer cannot distract me.  I’m going to go lay down to try and get a decent sleep schedule. 

Pushed back. 

I did finish chapter nine. Yay! I get my cup: I went to walmart and bought two 97 cent cups one with a flag and another with fireworks. I’m clumsy, so I like plastic cups better. I’ll get myself a travel mug when I finish the novella in hopefully August. I know cups are small, but in my current situation they are something everyone can use. (When I get my own place, I want mugs and cups with abstract art or funny saying. Like can’t talk until, I have this much caffeine, or don’t piss me off or you’ll end up in my novel. My mom collects towels, I collect mugs.)

I’m working on my notes and outlines for my next project: The Broken Path . I’m so disorganized. I’ll be a few days behind. The first through the third I will be working on the set up of my book. I want an outline of part one and part two before I start. I have so many notes, and I have been rereading book one. The Whispering Path by Rebekah Wolveire. (me.) (It needs be editor, but you can get it on amazon.)

I am about a third into the first book. I was shocked how much editing I need to do. I need to put my inner editor in the back burner. I am also shocked how much myself and my main character have both evolved.  (Mature is not the right word, but it’s just very weird. I think I am going into circles. I help someone out, and something bad happens or challenges me. Life right?)