I almost forgot to blog today, I’m still struggling so much with my energy levels. I worry if any of this is psychosomatic, but after looking over my notes, I think I’ve just always crashed in the hot weather. I’m actually quite undersensative to temperature, so it makes sense the correlation fell below the radar. But, despite feeling too ill to work in the office in the morning, I forced myself in by the afternoon. I don’t like how that looks, but I can’t beat myself up for it. Work is fine with me working from home, and this is just that with a break to transfer to the office. Ideal? No, but thanks to the bus I did the hop in less time than the full break.
I actually wrote by 6pm, so today was in my opinion, a success. It’s going to be ok.
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.
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