The call to clean, fix, and organize is strong. Physical exhaustion is real, and my brain doesn’t work correctly when distracted and tired. Regardless, my characters were very talkative, and I have scribbled notes, doodles, arrows connecting half-formed sentences to random words, and a fragmented timeline. The weekend diverged and took a drastically different path than the one I planned. Somehow, I still returned the basement to a stage where it almost looks as if nothing ever happened. I also made a decent start on our brainstorming session and even took a well-deserved nap. I’m not calling it a win, but the unexpected did not prevent me from making progress on my writing goals.
No matter the challenges and the obstacles blocking my way, I maintain the item at the top of my list as a non-negotiable. Yesterday I wrote 518 words.
Did you write yesterday?
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Keep on writing.
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The Reluctant Poet 
Thank you for the reblog. 💕✨💕
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