I worked! I am still working! Obsessively! I can't leave! Although I must, for my handsome man is taking me out for some grubalub! I am ravenous. I am in that state of intense hunger where your wits seem really sharp and you know you MUST NOT STOP at any cost. For then all will be lost and you will be nothing more than a shell of a person staring into the fridge but thinking about something entirely different.
Needless to say I have practically totally rearranged this section and all the words in it, although I feel at peace with it now and am ready to come back and fight with it again tomorrow. Maybe we will cooperate?! Woo, now there's a thought. Only problem is that I have gone massively over my word limit, again. I am currently looking at 10,500 words and I haven't even done the next bit yet, or the conclusion. Oh dear. It is an ENORMOUS chapter though. I wonder if they all aren't enormous though. Eek.
I better put some make up on or sommat.
Ooh I went for my run too! It was a rubbish run, I was hating it and sulked all the way round. I had to run half of it with a parcel in my hand for the Post Office which made me feel like rather a plonker and so that probably didn't help my motivation. Still, I went.
And I bought some linen troosers on ebay. For TN. Fablass.
Have to go. So hungry.
Must. Wait. Till. Dinner...
x J
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