monday.

[sunfright]

It's been a day.

I've been tired, wiped out, wrecked and boneless, but not without motivation and not without a desire to keep writing, so... better than it could have been and would have been, a year ago? I think so.

I managed to read through my May chapter and have now gotten started on the June one. It's all planned out with keywords and outline, plus I've made some important decisions about what is gonna happen later in the novel (I'm calling it a novel from here on out, it's 130+ pages long in Word, ok, and I'm only halfway through...), so it's pretty easy just sitting down and writing out what I've noted down beforehand.

Sprints in my writing group channel are also helping a lot.

Still ten poems short to reach my daily goal for today, but I have a whole evening and no other plans, so I'm hopeful. What I might not manage today, I can catch up on tomorrow; a bit less tired, hopefully, but just as much time to do what I like. I don't have plans until Wednesday, but then it's plans three days in a row, Wednesday-Thursday-Friday. Guess who's gonna be a mashed potato next weekend?

This girl.

I had a talk on the phone with my mom today and it went surprisingly well, considering how tired I was. It was a long talk (30 min) about all and nothing, but my mom was in a good place today in terms of remembering where I'm vulnerable and what's difficult for me. She changed the subject multiple times when she could feel I was tiring out and she didn't make a fuss when I said I was overloaded and needed to hang up. All in all, it was positive. It did take half an hour afterwards for me to really return to my body and myself again, but it was better than it has been for a while. I do look forward to seeing them for my birthday celebrations Friday, if nothing else then to get a feeling for how we are together, when we're on our own premises. Together.

My mom ended the conversation with telling me that she'd looked up Mendelssohn's Songs Without Words, because I'd squeed so much about it after the concert Saturday. That was sweet of her.

Of practical stuff I've done today, I've changed the linen on our bed and got the shopping from the store up the hill. It's a legitimate storm out there, wind-wise.

Today also marks my exit from the public RP scene. I've decided I need a break from doing memes and such, because having to be available all the time stresses me out, and I'd really rather focus on my own writing right now. I'll still be available for private musebox things and PSLs, but nothing overly demanding and my pace will be slow. I was nervous about telling my circle on Plurk, because we're almost all there for the RP'ing and I thought I'd lose some friends, but all my most important people have checked in and given me the ok, they'll stick around. That makes me extremely happy.

Internet friendships can be fickle things.

So this means more time to write and to get this mastodont done! Hooray!