Another tough week. Work really piled on and I spent too many days laying around in a zombified state. I didn't even read much this week, much less play video games or watch t.v. Where did I find the time to write a book six months ago? It wasn't this hard last time. I don't do anything but work and write.
Of course, last time I mainlined mountain dew and stuffed my face full of kit-kat bars. I'm trying not to do that again, but I have to admit I write better on a sugar high. Maybe I need to decide if I want to be a muscular wage-slave or a fat, toothless writer.
It's not much of a decision, really. The books would outlive me even if I ran five miles a day and ate only spinach.
All in all, the second book is going really well. There have been some challenging sections, but so far it blows the first one away.
Oh, I bought a phone that has msword on it. I can write anywhere now, just very slowly and with a lot of typos. I wonder if I have unusually large thumbs. I wrote 450 words last night sitting in a bar. I need a different type of phone or more practice. My fingers can't keep up with my mind.
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