I cannot wait to not be dealing with a series of super late nights again. My stress levels have not been at a healthy level for, a while, and I need to at least try and get a full night’s sleep one of these days. Is that likely to happen? I have no way to know, but no, not even remotely likely. I know that this month I’ve turned the blog into my little den of moaning but man, I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. I had to drink 5 coffees after yesterday’s drama just to get to a functional level to even hit target. At least the story seems to be working again…
August 11th, 2021 – 1,050
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