Feeling frustrated by my less than stellar output lately. It’s the same damn thing, too…distraction and procrastination. A tiny bit of it is a not-high-but-consistent volume of work for the Day Job, which I can deal with. What’s annoying me is that I’ll have few spare moments to breathe and realign myself, and waste those moments my fucking around online.
Even more frustrating is that I’m even doing that off the Day Job clock. Time for my nightly writing session! Woohoo! Let’s go check Twitter first.
NO. NO NO NO NO. STOP THAT, DAMMIT.
I swear, if this keeps up I’m going to have to enforce another internet hiatus. Mind you, I’ll sort of be having one in a few weeks anyway, while we’re on vacation. It’ll be mostly fly-by blog entries and Instagram posts. Writing will most likely be a bit of longhand work on the Secret New Project, as I don’t plan on bringing a laptop. Hopefully I’ll get all this frustration out of my system and start anew upon return.
So! Let’s just get this all behind us and soldier on, shall we?
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