Boosted. That jab, hurt. I actually feel pretty ok for now though, so expect tomorrow’s entry to be ‘oh god the agony, ow my head/chest/muscles/everything.’ I am nothing if not a moaner, and please do not take that out of context. I was gifted some money today to go to the new pen shop in town and oh my god it’s so lovely I can’t even. I bought this cute little page-clip ruler. It’s so cute and I love it.
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