It’s been a rocky couple of days and I haven’t been keeping up — with anything, really. I haven’t been sleeping well, and feeling physically hammered, and worried, not just because of The Usual (and how much I Truly Hate what The Usual has become), but because I had developed a fear that the house was going to be falling down around my ears.
This morning, a knowledgeable friend came by and was not only able to assure me that the house was not in imminent danger of falling down, but gave me a New Equation to apply to decision-making, which has made me feel somewhat less frantic, though I’ll need to sit with it and think about how best to apply it, going forward.
I have, as possibly reported previously, begun to write Trade Lanes, and am able to report that there are 1,050 brand new words in the novel file. The plan is open the manuscript after lunch, and at least sit with it, perhaps adding another couple hundred words.
I did sleep a little better last night and am hoping to duplicate that feat tonight, whereupon I should be in better shape all around, just in time for the 7:30 am dentist appointment on Monday (no drilling, but my front top teeth need to be re-enameled, because they’ve gotten so thin there’s a danger of breakage), and to get back into a steadier schedule.
Your patience while these adjustments go forth is appreciated.
I offer the following snippet as a peace offering: