27th February 2025
6 months ago
I have had no time to do anything this week. I've had 16 hour work days back-to-back-to-back.
No writing has happened. No editing.
There's even a few things I wanted to read and haven't been able to. As soon as I am home, I fall asleep. There hasn't even been time for regular life maintenance. It has made me aware of a few things.
One: I have not been able to meet interpersonal obligations. Tonight is the first hour I have had to myself since last Sunday. I fear that I may harm people who do not deserve it, people who were counting on me. Not only does this pain me, but it makes me anxious that those people may drift away because I can't meet expectations.
Two: There will come a time where I will not be able to keep up with the weekly pace I have been. I try to write a page or two per night, but that seems impossible lately. I may have to shift to submitting twice a month for a while until things calm down. My experience is that they rarely do. Temporary extra work too quickly becomes permanent.
Three: I have more in common with some of my characters than I first thought. I am more than just tired.
If I miss posting this week, or next, please forgive me. There may be only a few people who read my story, but I still want to keep my promise to post every week for those that do. Every reader is important to me and I don't want to have them drift off and lose interested because I couldn't get work out.
Sorry, everyone.
No writing has happened. No editing.
There's even a few things I wanted to read and haven't been able to. As soon as I am home, I fall asleep. There hasn't even been time for regular life maintenance. It has made me aware of a few things.
One: I have not been able to meet interpersonal obligations. Tonight is the first hour I have had to myself since last Sunday. I fear that I may harm people who do not deserve it, people who were counting on me. Not only does this pain me, but it makes me anxious that those people may drift away because I can't meet expectations.
Two: There will come a time where I will not be able to keep up with the weekly pace I have been. I try to write a page or two per night, but that seems impossible lately. I may have to shift to submitting twice a month for a while until things calm down. My experience is that they rarely do. Temporary extra work too quickly becomes permanent.
Three: I have more in common with some of my characters than I first thought. I am more than just tired.
If I miss posting this week, or next, please forgive me. There may be only a few people who read my story, but I still want to keep my promise to post every week for those that do. Every reader is important to me and I don't want to have them drift off and lose interested because I couldn't get work out.
Sorry, everyone.