This was not supposed to be a late night. Oh no. Well, kind of oh no, as I tend to WFH on Mondays now in the morning, so it’s a shorter walk to the Million Desk, but still. Eugh. I am so tired. So very tired. And that sucks because I rested up all weekend and I’m still on zero batteries. And what makes it worse, is that I have to assume this is the new normal. I hope it’s not, but I kinda have to plan accordingly. And that sucks.
Sorry, what’s worse a short post or a self pity post? Ha joke is on you my imaginary readers because it’s Two for Tuesday! On, a Sunday. I’m so tired.
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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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