Short one today as my routine is out of whack and I need to sleep, but suffice to say I really could use a good night’s sleep, and already know I won’t get one. I need an eyemask in lieu of blackout blinds, but I’m too cheap to buy myself one. I wonder if that tight-fistedness will survive another 7 hour night…
And yes I do not function happily on 7 hours. I need 8 or even 8 and a half. What I wouldn’t give to coast on 5 or less…
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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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