november 3rd.
They all had daughters once, our men, or they had sisters or wives who died and they see those beloved faces in our faces, that’s why they dig into us so violently, looking for the six feet mark. They’re exhuming the bodies of their past. On those bones rest our future, yours and mine, Marguerite. There lies our humility.
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I went to the local library today to write and being out of the apartment was such a motivator, tbh. Just sitting somewhere else, soaking in new impressions, I had 300 words written by noon and have written another 300 this afternoon. Good sleep and treating myself to nice things apparently help??
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Like I said, I had 300 words written by noon (a lot by my standards) and after having seen the doctor I was scheduled to see, I went right home and wrote 300 more. I am not so secretly hoping I can manage another couple of hundred words by bedtime, but we’ll see. I always get tired after eating and we’re having dinner in half an hour. If I still have the energy afterwards, I’m definitely gonna do it, though. I feel on a roll today.
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Today was much more smooth sailing than yesterday. I’ve actually had fun writing the paragraphs I’ve worked on today and yesterday was like pulling out teeth, so there’s a huge difference. I still don’t really know how the fic is gonna play out, but at least… today I’m excited to find out?
I don’t feel as hesitant and reluctant to try things out as I did yesterday. I hope this mood stays at least until tomorrow, because I’ve planned to go to the library again to write tomorrow morning. Just to give myself two inspired days in a row. Would be a nice feeling.
