Day 835: On track

Things are going pretty well. Still not quite back from the planned setback of vacation time in March-April, but I’m on a logging streak — 10 days today, I believe — and getting back in the “morning flow” rhythm of up, cats, water, exercise, shower, this, and writing or other things til work.

Frankly, I’m doing this quickly because I kind of want to get on to making some coffee and then nudging the book forward a bit– 15-20 minutes a day to work on it isn’t much, but it’s something, and every step forward is, well, a step forward.

Writing about getting better helps me get better, I think. I mean more/besides this, which on many days feels like an obligation rather than a joy — I need to make sure I’m not drifting into YAGO with this whole project.

Day 833: Rainy Day Nerd-Out

It’s supposed to rain today! I’m kind of excited about that, because it’s a late-up Sunday, I’ve had my breakfast, I’m hoping to go for a bit of a run, walk my wife to work at noon for a 12-hour shift, pick up the groceries and then Computer My Face Off all afternoon.

The key here is get the exercise in as soon as I’m done typing this, and move on to be practical for the rest of the morning and afternoon — considering reintroducing the pomodoro timer to my computer life. I’d like to move the book forward by about 500-1000 words, and also do some work on a side hustle I’ve had planned for a while and keep walking up to, then backing away from.

Day 831: Dedicated writing time

I’ve got the desire to write the book; I can sort of see the outcome in my mind. The two issues are (a) I’m exhausted after work every day and “write a book” is not exactly my top priority, and (b) I don’t like what I’m writing, particularly.

It’s the damndest thing. I’m a good writer, normally, and I’m I think a better editor — good at setting and maintaining a tone, good at finding a voice and sticking to it. This, though, it’s eluding me.

I think the only sane responses to the above are

(a) You’re committed to the Master’s now, dummy, so you’re going to be writing whether you like it or not, and this is like Rocky at the Philly Museum of Art — I gotta run these steps to get ready for the main event.

(b) Think less, write more. Get out of my own head and stop trying to be clever; just get the words on the (electronic) page.

I also don’t like writing in my office, which is weird. I literally just stopped typing to move my monitors back six inches to see if that helps. This isn’t an environment that I feel relaxes me, which is kind of indicative of a relationship with this office that maybe I need to look at.