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Hokay, sinus pressure: mostly down. Barking cough with a side order of lung-butter: only sometimes. Like when the boycreature finally gets to bed and wants to fall asleep quickly (sorries :c) Verdict is: my body is finally making the long, slow army-crawl back to health, so I get to stop acting like I'm sick now because being in / on the bed all day always for some reason seems to make the symptoms worse rather than better.
The NaNo's word count is also getting healthier bit by bit, day by day. I have upped my words-per-day goal slightly past the minimum I need to finish on time, because I KNOW there will be at least one more day this month where I will not be able to write as much as I'd like, possibly not at all, and I don't wanna get stuck with the necessity of spitting out five or six thousand words on a day I'd rather be at the movies or somefin'.
There's a section of the forums on the official website called NaNo Ate My Soul, and I've posted there once or twice when things were really hairy, but looking back on the past three weeks, I think it's more accurate to say NaNo saved my soul this year. It didn't make me turn back to Jesus or anything, but it has given me something to feel good about in the midst of a depressive downswing, has made me value my time more and gotten me back into the mindset of using those spare hours in the day instead of uncomfortably waiting them out as I batter myself with doubts that I can put them to any productive use. Le boy has been super supportive the whole time, kickin' my butt outdoors to head to a cafe because he knows by now that I'll just get sleepy and distracted if I try to write in the flat with him, talkin' with me 'bout my characters and the world they're in, and actually teasing out a lot of potential awesome sauce and fun / interesting / badass details I didn't even know were there. I think he deserves a good chunk of creative credit if ever this is published :3
Righty right, off to wench at the Galley this morning. For some reason the Poop Deck has been getting all the business lately while we've been high and dry...in the theatre / bar / club district :^a I don't get it, either. Bosslady in her Team Mom capacity has kept me home a lot this week, and Papa Smurf sent me off early from my last shift to rest and recover, so today I just want to put in my six hours and get some half decent tips. Then more NaNo. 23,000 and counting.
The NaNo's word count is also getting healthier bit by bit, day by day. I have upped my words-per-day goal slightly past the minimum I need to finish on time, because I KNOW there will be at least one more day this month where I will not be able to write as much as I'd like, possibly not at all, and I don't wanna get stuck with the necessity of spitting out five or six thousand words on a day I'd rather be at the movies or somefin'.
There's a section of the forums on the official website called NaNo Ate My Soul, and I've posted there once or twice when things were really hairy, but looking back on the past three weeks, I think it's more accurate to say NaNo saved my soul this year. It didn't make me turn back to Jesus or anything, but it has given me something to feel good about in the midst of a depressive downswing, has made me value my time more and gotten me back into the mindset of using those spare hours in the day instead of uncomfortably waiting them out as I batter myself with doubts that I can put them to any productive use. Le boy has been super supportive the whole time, kickin' my butt outdoors to head to a cafe because he knows by now that I'll just get sleepy and distracted if I try to write in the flat with him, talkin' with me 'bout my characters and the world they're in, and actually teasing out a lot of potential awesome sauce and fun / interesting / badass details I didn't even know were there. I think he deserves a good chunk of creative credit if ever this is published :3
Righty right, off to wench at the Galley this morning. For some reason the Poop Deck has been getting all the business lately while we've been high and dry...in the theatre / bar / club district :^a I don't get it, either. Bosslady in her Team Mom capacity has kept me home a lot this week, and Papa Smurf sent me off early from my last shift to rest and recover, so today I just want to put in my six hours and get some half decent tips. Then more NaNo. 23,000 and counting.