Writing Progress January 23–29, 2023

January 23

  • Project: The Dreams
  • Total word count: 28,414
  • Today’s word count: 72
  • Thoughts: Today was another absolutely awful day. We said goodbye to Tuck today. I went with my mom to the vet’s office. We knew this was coming and we think Tuck knew too. By Sunday night he was having trouble even eating soft pate wet food because of the tumor. Monday morning was definitely time to let him go before he suffered even more. I’m glad I was able to be there for him and my mom, but the house is definitely emptier without our snuggly old man in it. I ended up writing as a distraction because I could feel myself just dwelling on sad thoughts. It worked to a degree. Mostly I just stared at what I’d already written and felt disconnected from my writing. It had been a week since I wrote anything so I suppose that’s understandable.
  • Tomorrow’s goal: I’m going to try to get back into a writing routine. It’s not going to be easy, but I need to keep busy after what just happened and I’m no longer feeling like total garbage from my cold so it should be possible to return to some sort of writing routine. I hope it goes well.

January 24

  • Project: The Dreams
  • Total word count: 28,543
  • Today’s word count: 129
  • Thoughts: Today was a little better. It was still really hard, but I think spending a week caring for Tuck and mentally preparing myself for what we knew was coming has helped a lot. I’m still grieving, but I’m not also trying to process a shock. I was able to use writing as a bit of a distraction again today and it did the job pretty well. I just wish my brain was less mushy from this cold so I could be more productive with my time.
  • Tomorrow’s goal: Hopefully I can keep writing. I don’t foresee anything preventing that from happen, but the most derailing things are often unforeseen.

January 25

  • Project: The Dreams
  • Total word count: 28,563
  • Today’s word count: 20
  • Thoughts: Today wasn’t a good day. I was stuck babysitting a lot more than I expected. That sapped my energy. It wasn’t just the babysitting part, but the stress of doing it more than I thought I would need to. It was frustrating and it took me forever to calm down afterward to get to a place where I could write.
  • Tomorrow’s goal: More writing, I hope. It should be a quieter day for me so I’m counting on having a bit less inner turmoil to distract me.

January 26

  • Project: The Dreams
  • Total word count:28,651
  • Today’s word count: 88
  • Thoughts: Everything seemed fine for a while. Then as the evening wore on, I started to feel crappy. I don’t know if this cold is swerving to come back for me again or if I’m just having allergies. Either way, I felt awful and just decided to go to bed.
  • Tomorrow’s goal: Hopefully I will feel better. If I don’t, I guess I’ll be taking it easy.

January 27

No writing progress

Felt like crap. I guess whatever this is has decided to come back for another round. After trying to be semi-productive and do some chores I felt worse. After talking out how crap I feel, I came to the conclusion that I probably need a solid day of doing nothing and extra naps to get back on track. I guess that’s what I’ll be doing tomorrow unless I wake up feeling miraculously better.

January 28

  • Project: The Dreams
  • Total word count: 28,653
  • Today’s word count: 2
  • Thoughts: I told myself I would take the day to rest. I did my best, but I caught myself trying to write. It goes against everything I usually do, but I stopped myself. Writing is work. It takes more out of me than I expect almost every time. I needed to rest.
  • Tomorrow’s goal: If I feel better, I’m going to try to write. If I don’t, I guess I will try to rest some more (and not write).

January 29

  • Project: The Dreams
  • Total word count: 28,752
  • Today’s word count: 99
  • Thoughts: I wrote. I have no idea how I managed. Today had so many ups and downs. I’d feel better for a while and even if I took it easy while I was feeling okay, I still ended up feeling awful and exhausted again. Towards the end of the day I just decided to give up and do what I wanted since my body was going to end up betraying my anyway and I wrote a bit. That was nice at least.
  • Tomorrow’s goal: Maybe sleep will actually fix me. I know the stress I’ve been under lately has probably just wrecked my immune system and that’s why this cold keeps turning around and coming for me again. I’m doing my best to heal from the cold as well as the stress, but I’m finding it hard to be patient. I’d rather be frustrated because I could be doing more than I am rather than wishing I could do anything at all.