Before I start this post properly, there's just something I really need to get off my chest:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAZZ!
Ahem, now back to your regularly scheduled programme....
Ladles and jellyspoons, I've made my 10 000 word mark on Puppet Master. Squee!
Now, I used to give myself Friday's off writing. That went out the window while rewriting Overlord. The question is, should I give myself the day off? I don't know. My fingers are a little achy, and my mind is a little sluggish... but Monday is a statutory holiday, and I won't be at a computer to write.
That means, if I don't make 3 000 today, I'll be 3 000 behind come Tuesday when I sit back down to write....
I think I've just answered my own question. I shall attempt 3 000 words today. I won't beat myself up if I don't make it, however. I'm pretty wiped.
So, on that note:
An eager wish or longing. A very ancient phrase, many centuries old.
- Rev. Robert Forby's Vocabulary of East Anglia, 1830
Used allusively as a playful synonym for mind; an inclination, a fancy, a liking. Also (rarely) to be in a month's mind, to have strong expectations.
- Sir James Murray's New English Dictionary, 1908
Then I'm going to read. There is nothing better than a good book. Nothing. There are periods of time when I don't read anything at all, sometimes for months on end. Then, when I pick up a book at long last, there is nothing I'd rather be doing than lying in bed, with a hot cup of tea and that book.
I might have just talked myself out of writing...
No! No. I must write. At least a little bit.