Yesterday I did achieve another milestone I don’t think I mentioned: I rowed for the first time in eight days. That was, a mistake. My foot is in agony right now and I’m trying to ignore the ‘shifting’ feelings inside of it. That about sums up where my head is at right now. Target is still coming out like sludge, and I sat down to give it my full focus at 5pm. That’s just not good enough, it shouldn’t take more than 90 minutes at worst; at my best it takes less than a third of that to knock out a thousand words. So yeah, I hate working from home. It sucks that I don’t see a viable way to go back into the office on this foot on Monday though.
This book is far from my best work, but right now I just want to try and capture some of the magic as I bring it to a close. After all, I do love the story and the characters. I just need the spark again.
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I’m Sam, and I live to write. I spent most of the first 8 years of my adulthood trying to balance writing with a large amount of crap in my personal life, until towards the end of 2018 I threw everything out and started afresh with just my writing. I built the new me around one goal: I have to write at least 1,000 words a day. I called this goal 1K, and it changed my life. So long as I write a thousand words a day, the day is a success, and atop that I've managed over time to build the life I wanted all those years.
My greatest flaws as a writer is I still use too many adjectives, adverbs, connectives as openers, accidental passive voice and I don't force my work down people's throats enough on pain of extreme and unusual torture. My greatest strength is I know my greatest flaws and I'm working on them.
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