The sad fact of the matter
Oct. 14th, 2003 08:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
radegundYes, friends, I too have reached the depressing conclusion that so many journallers seem to come to eventually, after much denial:
If I don't read LJ at work I get stuff done.
In the past ten days or so, I've finally managed to shake off the grim blanket of lethargy that had been soaking into my bones (yes, a blanket can soak into your bones - don't contradict) and actually lay into my work with something like the gusto required to get it done. This is mainly a result of the abject terror factor: my Big Deadline is now but six days away...
We'll make it.
I think.
And then I can sit back, take a deep breath, and launch into all the work that's been piling up undone while I concentrate on this one thing. Happy happy joy joy.
Life on the whole is good, though. Pleasant things happen on a regular basis, my novel continues to zip along, my housemates are cool, and last night I had an idea that might turn into a sequel for my NaNoWriMo novel. Sometimes I love my imagination. I haven't been treating it very well recently, and it turns out that when I let it have its head it's capable of creating some rather pretty things.
(Tell me, am I the only person who is actually contemplating using NaNoWriMo as an opportunity to churn out a rough draft of a potentially publishable book? Is that utterly nerdy of me?)
If I don't read LJ at work I get stuff done.
In the past ten days or so, I've finally managed to shake off the grim blanket of lethargy that had been soaking into my bones (yes, a blanket can soak into your bones - don't contradict) and actually lay into my work with something like the gusto required to get it done. This is mainly a result of the abject terror factor: my Big Deadline is now but six days away...
We'll make it.
I think.
And then I can sit back, take a deep breath, and launch into all the work that's been piling up undone while I concentrate on this one thing. Happy happy joy joy.
Life on the whole is good, though. Pleasant things happen on a regular basis, my novel continues to zip along, my housemates are cool, and last night I had an idea that might turn into a sequel for my NaNoWriMo novel. Sometimes I love my imagination. I haven't been treating it very well recently, and it turns out that when I let it have its head it's capable of creating some rather pretty things.
(Tell me, am I the only person who is actually contemplating using NaNoWriMo as an opportunity to churn out a rough draft of a potentially publishable book? Is that utterly nerdy of me?)
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Date: 2003-10-14 11:08 pm (UTC)(Not sure if my reply to your e-mail got through, by the way - if not, let me know and I'll resend. Or something.)
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Date: 2003-10-15 08:09 am (UTC)We'll do it. I have a good feeling about this...
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