Oh man, how having a kid changes the centre of the universe. But it's never just one thing because my mouth likes to write cheques my body can't cash. So 2018 passed in a blur of my PhD, having a kid, and starting a clinic. I thought I could put writing on the back-burner until I finished the PhD, but it keeps creeping back in my life, and I still love it. Sending husband and child to the grandmother for feeding up during the pandemic has allowed me to work crazy hours and regain some of the energy I didn't realise I'd been bleeding away these last 2 years.
I sat down two weeks ago with a bit of a plan to finish editing the St Sabina story I wrote for nano many moons ago. I did make some progress with line edits before procrastinating on the unfinished Book 2.
This morning, I finished Book 2! Productive procrastination. Productination?
I have my broke back to thank for this down time. If I wasn't confined to bed for most of the past 4 days, I wouldn't have vomited out the last 5-6k words Book 2 needed.
To be honest, I'm thinking of f-ing off the PhD to write more. Not sure if I have the guts though.
I sat down two weeks ago with a bit of a plan to finish editing the St Sabina story I wrote for nano many moons ago. I did make some progress with line edits before procrastinating on the unfinished Book 2.
This morning, I finished Book 2! Productive procrastination. Productination?
I have my broke back to thank for this down time. If I wasn't confined to bed for most of the past 4 days, I wouldn't have vomited out the last 5-6k words Book 2 needed.
To be honest, I'm thinking of f-ing off the PhD to write more. Not sure if I have the guts though.