All’s good. I managed to conk out, and yes I am still skirting the edge of burnout, I think recognising I wasn’t wallowing, and that I wanted to climb out. That’s hard to do and it’s not a magic pill if you do, but it does at least for me mean I don’t get locked into a ‘woe is me’ mindset. And I managed to write a super cute scene in TEL today, which only affirms that what I want to write is cute LGBT melancholy sci fi. And it only took me writing fifteen books over the space of a decade to figure that out. Who knew?
Me, the entire time. Also I really should watch the Netflix adaptation of Sandman shouldn’t I? Then again I don’t even have Netflix…
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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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