I went to a cafe and managed to edit a chapter of Calico before my brain turned itself off, but I was able to do the same amount at home later that afternoon. Another thing of note was that I wore a new dress with pompoms on it and they’ve been falling off 😦 I’ve been leaving a trail of fluff where ever I go 😦 I don’t know where a third of them have gone, but I’ve been collecting them whenever I see them.
Didn’t do anything the day before, but today I edited the first chapter or five pages of Beyond Calico 85. I’ve only written about 15,000 words of this novella and I need to get it done soon. The last time I touched it was mid-March. It’s a sci-fi mystery, however, I’m not too sure whereabouts I’m going with the story. I think I have the last scene in my head, but I’m not sure. This mystery story is a mystery to me as well 😛
No words 😦 I feel a sense of un-accomplishment pervade me. I can’t finish things and have an even harder time starting them. I read a section of Bell’s book ‘The Mental Game of Writing’ and there was a section about how over Christmas he goes over what he’s done for the year and all I can think of is that I have wasted so much time 😦 I really think that I could have completed a few works and have them out by now 😦
Still no writing, but I’ve thought that maybe I could go over some already half completed works and edit what I have of them.
There is just over a month left until 2019 and I’m no way closer to publishing another story. I was hoping that I’d have something ready by now. But alas it is all my own fault for not managing myself properly so that I could achieve my goals. Maybe I could achieve something in the next 30 days.