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I'm still keeping up with the writing. I have written a poem for each of the prompts so far. I was pleased with the first one. Yesterday's was meh. I liked today's, but I think it has more meaning to me than it would to anyone else. Maybe not. Who knows? And while I didn't actually write on this week's flash fiction, I have it mapped out fairly well. I should be able to finish writing it tomorrow after work. The last poem and story mapping took place after going to the movies to see Puss In Boots, so not bad.
Meanwhile, I am VERY tired. I think tonight will be the first night I've gone to bed by midnight in a week or more. This working 7 days a week is killing me. Strangely, I think it's actually contributing to my writing binge. Perhaps it's because my writing time is more structured now and there is more urgency to get it done. I was considering today how I could keep this up if I stopped working weekends. I might have come up with a solution. Maybe if I dedicate my weekends to cleaning house (something I should be doing anyway, but yeah...), I can do my plotting then like I do while I'm driving in circles in a parking garage. When my mind is racing, I have a tendency to pick up a rag and start cleaning things. I might be able to use that to my advantage. (I'm sure there's some medical term for that kind of psychosis and a remedy to go with it. But I say, if it ain't broke, don't fix it.)
So while that part of my brain is working out how to keep the good while getting rid of the bad, the other part of my brain is looking at the extra money coming in and saying, "What, are you crazy?" We'll see which part holds out the longest. I suspect the latter part will start losing right around Christmas weekend.
Meanwhile, I am VERY tired. I think tonight will be the first night I've gone to bed by midnight in a week or more. This working 7 days a week is killing me. Strangely, I think it's actually contributing to my writing binge. Perhaps it's because my writing time is more structured now and there is more urgency to get it done. I was considering today how I could keep this up if I stopped working weekends. I might have come up with a solution. Maybe if I dedicate my weekends to cleaning house (something I should be doing anyway, but yeah...), I can do my plotting then like I do while I'm driving in circles in a parking garage. When my mind is racing, I have a tendency to pick up a rag and start cleaning things. I might be able to use that to my advantage. (I'm sure there's some medical term for that kind of psychosis and a remedy to go with it. But I say, if it ain't broke, don't fix it.)
So while that part of my brain is working out how to keep the good while getting rid of the bad, the other part of my brain is looking at the extra money coming in and saying, "What, are you crazy?" We'll see which part holds out the longest. I suspect the latter part will start losing right around Christmas weekend.