The last two weeks have been, unpleasant. I mean things go wrong, that’s life, but even so I’m too tired for all this right now. Doesn’t help that I’ve been feeling a bit luke warm about TBS and got another reminder just how much work there is to do on all my books. But again, such is life, what you gonna do? At least it’s the weekend. Dietitian follow up tomorrow and then, well, I try and have a restful weekend I guess.
August 6th, 2021 – 1,045
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
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