I am just about holding on. One more day of work, and a few key tasks to polish off, and then I am going to sleep like it was an Olympic sport. It’s going to be my one focus, and I am not going to take no from an answer from myself. I’ve started rereading to 11/22/63 and I’m gonna take a long time to just enjoy that book again and try to let the stress flow out of my body. But today, today was a fantastic day for one reason above any other:
It feels so good to have a physical copy of this version again. I am going to lose so much time in this version, as I did during my childhood. I always used to lose the floppies, which was of course a disaster. Ironically, as a more careful adult, I’ve managed to lose my floppy disk reader. Oops.
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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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