Yesterday I broke a 26-day streak because I fell asleep on the floor of my children's bedroom while putting them to bed. I even had left myself something to write about from the day before. 26 days was my longest streak thus far. I think my previous streak record was 21 days or so.
I don't feel bad this time. It's been a hell of a week. It's been multiple weeks of pretty intense sleep deprivation, and then this week heaped a lot of stress on top of it. I haven't been able to work out at all in two weeks. I'm trading my health for I don't know what yet, and my body declared sleep bankruptcy last night.
So back to no streak, little chick busting out of its shell again. Tomorrow maybe I'll write what I meant to write yesterday. Maybe I'll write it tonight and schedule it for tomorrow. Patron level features FTW.
I've listened to a couple of podcasts with Cory Doctorow lately. He's one of my favorite writers. I love hearing about his process. It was really inspiring.
I have to write nineteen more words. Now eleven. Now ten. Now eight. Now six. Now four. Now two.