If there was an Olympic event for procrastination, I’d be a gold medallist. I’ve missed several days of writing, mainly because I haven’t felt so much pressure this year as I usually do during NaNoWriMo as I have two weeks off! Starting officially tomorrow! Yay! But that could also be a trap because I’m not pushing myself as hard either. That could come back and bite me on the buttocks if I don’t get my act together.
However, yesterday I did have a decent excuse to slack off because it was my birthday. Actually, given that it’s past midnight now, it was two days ago, but no matter. I ate food, drank wine, had cake, opened presents, basked in the adoration of friends and family – it was a full schedule of activities!
But tonight, although I managed to waste an inordinate amount of time, I finally sat down and wrote some actual words. 2,040 to be precise, bringing my total to 19,210. So, back on track. Sort of.
And now it’s 12.46 am, so I’m going to bed. Goodnight!