I'm not a good blogger. Not at all. Try as I might to post here every Tuesday, all I can claim is inconsistency. Sometimes I have something on my mind, and that's easy. Those post fly from my fingers but then other times, when there isn't something particular that I feel needs to be addressed, I flounder and miss not just the day, but the whole week.
Honestly, I don't think that will change. At least not anytime soon. It's not that I don't want to post, but if there's nothing really going on or nothing to say, why bother.
Sometimes though, I just want to say hi. Say that I'm still out here, writing every day, plugging away, and trying to get better. That's what today is.
So here goes:
I've been in a funk all week. Not sure why. We are on long hours at work, but not really that long. Just two more hours a day than normal, but for some reason, it is wearing on me. I'm tired which leads to grumpy and general unhappiness for all involved. But I'll get through it. The past couple of nights I was in bed early, and that didn't really help, so I'm thinking of staying up a little later tonight and maybe spending a little time with a pencil and sketchpad. Introvert that I am, that may be just what the doctor ordered.
As for writing, that's going well enough. It's kind of scattered right now as I'm doing short stories mostly in an attempt to stave off editing. Eventually though, I'll have to bite the bullet and bear down on that editing that's waiting. Maybe next week.
I'm almost done reading "The Martian." It's been really good up to this point. Hope the ending doesn't let me down. Most of it has been read thirty minutes at a time while on lunch break at work. I didn't want to rush through it. I want everything to be as fresh as possible when the movie comes out.
I guess that's about all. Maybe I'll break out of this funk soon and get back to normal. Anyway, hope you all are doing good out there. I've got to go, there's a pencil calling my name.
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