So the floodgates open but nothing comes out...
Okay, so... I'm finally admitting I've been sick for the past week or so. I really didn't want to admit it, because while Mat's been coughing up his lungs, I haven't had any symptoms beyond excessive tiredness, but...
I'm almost positive I've spent more hours unconscious than conscious this week. And even having slept all that time, I am constantly tired, every part of my body aches, I can't focus on anything, and I'm so frustrated by the whole thing I'm liable to burst into tears at the slightest provocation. If that's not a sign something's wrong, I don't know what is. So fine, body. You win. I'm sick after all.
And as a result of this stupid mysterious illness, I have not written... like... at all. For this entire week. Which puts me far enough behind on NaNo that I think I just need to give up on the idea of 50k by the end of the month, because at this point it's stressing me out more than it's helping. Still going to try to write every day if I can, but also trying to stop fixating so much on the word count (which is not easy for me in the first place, never mind during November, but I'll do what I can).
...I think right now I need to curl up with coffee in the desperate hope it'll wake me up a tiny bit. And while I'm at it, I will try to convince myself I'm not a total failure at everything.
I'm almost positive I've spent more hours unconscious than conscious this week. And even having slept all that time, I am constantly tired, every part of my body aches, I can't focus on anything, and I'm so frustrated by the whole thing I'm liable to burst into tears at the slightest provocation. If that's not a sign something's wrong, I don't know what is. So fine, body. You win. I'm sick after all.
And as a result of this stupid mysterious illness, I have not written... like... at all. For this entire week. Which puts me far enough behind on NaNo that I think I just need to give up on the idea of 50k by the end of the month, because at this point it's stressing me out more than it's helping. Still going to try to write every day if I can, but also trying to stop fixating so much on the word count (which is not easy for me in the first place, never mind during November, but I'll do what I can).
...I think right now I need to curl up with coffee in the desperate hope it'll wake me up a tiny bit. And while I'm at it, I will try to convince myself I'm not a total failure at everything.