This week’s grand total of writing towards my novels is…
2500 words to be exact!
You what? I normally write that amount in a day! True, true, but not this week, this week has been a hard week all round for the family. So therefore I inevitably got to go to…
THE WALL OF SHAME!
Says some random booming monstrous voice from goodness knows where!
“Yes and I feel so ashamed”. Said the author of this blog with a huffy laugh and without any hint of conviction in her words;
I didn’t get anywhere near as good as I did in the first week of doing this, let alone my minimum of 10,000 words as you can clearly see.
Here are the words spread out throughout the week so you can see how much or how little I wrote on any one day;
4th of August – 784 words, quite bad really.
5th August – 0 words – you what? Call yourself a writer? But the books over there look so pretty, so inviting!
6th August – 811 words – better, but not great, in fact quite awful actually, but not as awful as Sunday’s count.
7th August – 0 words – what again? What act procrastination doth thou blame this on? The shiny books?
8th August – 196 words – Oh you are really going to get writer’s cramp with that amount aren’t you? Rolls eyes*
9th August – 0 words – can you have zero words? Evidently you can, there is no words to describe how awful a writing (if you can call it that) day like this is!
10th August – 709 words – Yes, good, but I won’t praise myself too much here because this week was utterly disgusting as far as being a writer goes!
The overview is that this is a shockingly terrible week and whoever thinks they are a writer, writing like this ought to completely revalue if they are really a writer or not?
Well I would say to the over viewer (which is myself, so technically I am speaking – no arguing with myself here) is this; I am a writer, however school holidays make dedication to work difficult when I choose to write in the living room, not shutting myself off from the entire world. Family is important to me, contrary to what certain cretins might say about that! Not to mention that this past week I have set myself a challenge to read ten enormous books by the 23rd August, so therefore I am reading much more than I normally do and it has also been a bad week for depression; a very bad week in fact for depression.
I have a lot of worries about people that I love too. Paul has been having difficulties this week as he has injured his arm, I found out recently that my cousin is in hospital for heart problems and he is the only cousin I can trust to emotionally support me in my time of need, the only person in my family other than my immediate household in which I trust has good and non-judgemental intentions towards me. Also my aunt has been battling cancer for two years now and as much as people think I don’t batter an eyelid, I try not to dramatise anything about others and pretty much keep my thoughts and feeling to myself regarding their problems. But I am finding that difficult lately and people really don’t know how much I do care about them, because I never turn their problems into my own personal dramas like most people tend to. Often this makes me come across as aloof and uncaring, but I actually care very deeply about people who are related to me or within my social circle, more than they know, I am just not very good at showing support or love for them and I am sorry for that. You see in the past I have been accused of being too loving or caring to the point of weirdness and then not enough and so I feel I can’t ever get the balance right, so recently, I guess I don’t even try anymore. Sorry. Also I have learned that someone in my family has made a decision to move far away from supportive relatives and isolate themselves and I know that they don’t socialise outside of the family at all and they are very vulnerable due to their disabilities and they are elderly and this is literally freaking me out, as I think to myself, oh my god, what have you done, you impulsive thing you, don’t you learn? They’ve placed themselves so far out of reach for a lot of caring relatives, that if they need anyone, it will be incredibly difficult to get to them as most of the caring relatives who would help them don’t have their own transport and are on the poverty line and I have heard from the grapevine that they are not happy with their choice after all and there is nothing they can do now, the move has took a lot out of them.
Along with this, Henry has had some problems too and now we are receiving help from a certain charity, I won’t mention what the charity is and what Henry’s problems are because Paul would rather me keep that to myself, but things aren’t going well for us currently and that in itself is contributing to my depressive return; and with all of this too, I have far too many hospital appointments coming up and too many tests that need doing.
Personally I am struggling a lot with my disabilities to even write or read regularly, hence these stupid goals I am forcing onto myself – I am trying to make my life somewhat productive at least. I might have a neurological problem other than the suspected MS, we don’t really know yet; the doctors are all on guess work right now. All I know is I am scared of whatever it is getting worse, because lately reading and writing is becoming affected. I am getting my words mixed up a lot and I don’t even notice it when I reread it half the time. It could just be depression, who knows? But I am scared.
When I get bouts of depression I tend to meditate too much to try and forget what got me there in the first place.
Last week I watched a lot of YouTube videos, this week I haven’t even done that. But I really should, I should force myself to watch things like the Motivational Archive when I get like this, it sometimes helps.
Well anyway, thank you for reading – you’ve all been an absolute gem to keep on reading. I hope you all have a lovely day and have lots of fun and come back again soon.
Good luck with your own writing adventures and why don’t you send me a snippet for me to read? I don’t read many blogs, I really ought to, and there are some amazing people out there.
Hopefully next week will be a better week?
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