As in, “I’m so far behind I think I’m first.”
I should be at 26,000 words today: I have around half of that.
Saturday morning I broke down and called a chiropractor. Just my luck, they had had a cancellation and could get me in.
I discovered new worlds of pain. (And I have to go back today.)
I am hurting somewhat less, though. And moving better.
But I can only sit for about half an hour at a time before I start to hurt and have to get up and walk. Needless to say, that is not good for productivity.
Or maybe I’m looking at it wrong? Maybe I should make it a challenge: write 200 words, get up and move, write two hundred words, get up and move, etc.
At any rate, this whole thing is severely and adversely affecting my word count, between the pain, lack of sleep due to pain, and chiropractor appointments.
But, I’ve been keeping up with a poem a day for NaPoWriMo (although they seem to be worse than normal this year) and with this blog, so there are some bright spots.
And I have three days off in a row coming up, so we shall see.
I’m not ready to give up just yet.
Nor will I ever be.
You see, I have this stubborn streak…