I, seem to have had a bad reaction to jab #2. Like, nothing serious but it knocked me down today something hard, to the point I had to take an actual sick day. I really hate doing that but I’m not gonna just sit at my desk too unwell to work, it rubs me the wrong way. Even so, I’m more just surprised it happened. No symptoms, I just feel run down, and no positive test. Just, freaky I guess.
I feel the last few days of TBS are, awful. Like, chuck it out and do it again awful, but I’ll do that in the rewrite. If nothing else, I don’t feel I could do any better in this state. Still, at least it gives me a framework. And, hopefully soon, I’m buying some new noise cancelling headphones, which will, I hope, help me concerntrate better. Maybe then I’ll dig out of this plot-rut.
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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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