I’m so tired I cannot function. Juggling a full time job and a house move is, grim, but against the anxiety of a pandemic? Yeah I’m not ok, not even remotely. I then decided that for my editing today I’d do a bit of WAN and my mood hot bedrock and bore my skull fragments through it. I’m going to crash soon. But hey at least my journal turned up. It was in the flat the whole time…
January 6th, 2021 – 833
Published by Sam Shuttleworth
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. View all posts by Sam Shuttleworth