Dying Slowly

This past week or so I caught the Disease of Death and became bedridden for said time of dealing with Disease of Death. I had probably every “sick” symptom imaginable, which was just awesome. I don’t think I’ve ever been that sick before, though my mother informs me that I was probably sicker when I had seizures as a baby.

That being said, I pretty much just lost a week of my life. Since insomnia was on the list of symptoms, I ended up finishing the TV show How I Met Your Mother. Which while entertaining, it left me with dreams and nightmares so vivid I couldn’t wake up from them. Literally, I was awake trying to get water and couldn’t make myself focus on anything except the crazy dream that was still playing in my head. Also, the ending just made me angry.

Now I’m left with zero energy and a heck of a lot of errands to run. On the bright side, a dental appointment got me out of the house, shopping for food, and finally taking my car to the DEQ. Have you ever noticed that the DEQ attendants phrase every question with “When your car passes…”? Like, “when your car passes, would you like to pay with cash or credit?” and “when your car passes, would you like new tags?” I have this image of DEQ-worker-trainings where a half an hour is spent reiterating the need to preposition every question with “when your car passes.” What happens when a car doesn’t pass? Or is my car so shiny from the wax job that they couldn’t imagine the car not passing?

Anyway. On the writing side of things, I’ve definitely been feeling very stupid with how long it’s taking to edit and polish my manuscript. For goodness sake it should only take me a couple of hours. I keep procrastinating somehow, though I can’t pinpoint with what exactly. Or maybe it really is taking longer than I expect. Yay, #writerproblems .

I’m decently skeptical of pushing yourself to write when you don’t feel like it, because I feel like that can hurt, but this might be a situation where it’s needed. Time to strap on the big girl panties and just freaking do it.

Who else is having writing problems this week?

About R. K. Brainerd

I've been writing since my pre-teens, mostly in the realm of fantasy and sci-fi. Taking interesting concepts and dropping complex characters into fantastical worlds is my jam. I also raise dairy goats and herd cats, the evidence of which can be found on my Instagram. Welcome to the adventure. View all posts by R. K. Brainerd

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