Day 1: 1676 words
Oh, man, I am so screwed.
The physio has helped some, but my forearm is sure feeling the effects of my first full writing session of the month. I'll be taking the ice pack to bed with me, and hoping that eases the pain enough to sleep. It looks like this month is going to suck on the tendonitis front.
I have no idea what I'm writing. I'm pretty sure the characters in my mind don't all belong together, because some are for a post-apocalyptic survival type story, while the rest belong to some sort of urban fantasy.
Tonight I scribbled out boring intro scenes for two of the urban characters. I guess we'll see if they take me anywhere.
The physio has helped some, but my forearm is sure feeling the effects of my first full writing session of the month. I'll be taking the ice pack to bed with me, and hoping that eases the pain enough to sleep. It looks like this month is going to suck on the tendonitis front.
I have no idea what I'm writing. I'm pretty sure the characters in my mind don't all belong together, because some are for a post-apocalyptic survival type story, while the rest belong to some sort of urban fantasy.
Tonight I scribbled out boring intro scenes for two of the urban characters. I guess we'll see if they take me anywhere.