Life has kicked my ass again, but I helped it along. It stops now and I promise you updates galore! I’ll be putting up posts on books to read, books reviewed, some writing stuff and perhaps a little geeky treat or two if I find. I’ll be sure to include a whole mess of links at some point this week as well!
Read my rambles! Go ahead! I dare you! C’mon, please?
My wife and I have been sleep training my daughter for the last week. The training has led to a curious role reversal at the house.
In the past, I’d always had a little time when my wife put our daughter down to sleep and I’d wake up early to get some writing in before starting the day. This changed due to the training, we came to the conclusion that perhaps it would be best if I put our daughter down at night since she has no separation anxiety with me. The goal is to make the sleep training easier.
Sadly it has not. The first few days were hours of wailing and thrashing and fighting daddy. My daughter has learned the fine art of staring daggers into my heart (even in the dark!). My evenings were soon swallowed up and I’ve been so drained that I’ve woken late pretty much every day.
So no writing, no gym. I have been feeling entirely too sorry for myself. These are excuses and not reasons.
There is light at the end of the tunnel! I have a great wife who firmly took my daughter out shopping for a few hours on sunday. I managed to start putting words to the page again. In a couple of hours I managed to rack up almost 3000 words on two projects (sadly, I had to scrap a thousand…but we won’t count that.)
Yesterday, my daughter went down with less of a fight than usual. I should say less long of a fight. She’s trying a new tactic, short but intense. It did not work, she passed out quickly. This is more light at the end of the tunnel.
I was feeling wiped, but I was determined to so SOMETHING, anything at all so I committed myself to just 20 minutes of writing. I used WriteOrDie (what a great little app!) and managed to get almost 600 words down. I feel quite proud of myself.
I think that just pushing through and just writing a little bit triggered something.
This morning, our daughter has decided that while we may force her to bed at a reasonable hour, she can awaken whenever she likes. Today, she liked 4am as a wake up time.
I was pretty much awake and tended to her and my heroic wife once again took a bullet and told me “I’ll take her, you go write.”
So I did.
I managed about 1000 words on my manuscript rewrite before needing some serious breakfast.
I am far from being back on track, but at least I’m heading in the right direction.
This week I’m going to focus on finishing my first draft of a short story for the Primogeniture Anthology, that way I’ll have almost 2 weeks for rewrites and edits as needed. Once that is put to bed, I really want to get a part 4 to The Expensive Universal Instrument and maybe put in a few words on my manuscript rewrite!
Wish me luck!
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