Diary of a writing project. Day 171: More efforts required – three of fourteen –

Why can’t I get passed adaptation faster, as in now? Simply sit and write when I can, instead of watching the news and day-nightmaring about tomorrow.

No matter how early I wake up.

No matter how long I sit in front of that computer.

If I don’t write the words, if I keep looking at the pandemic news about… the pandemic, not only I will not reach my writing goals, but I’ll keep waking up at 3 am for no good reasons.

And the only good reason to wake up at 3 am is either to go to work, or to get to work on a project close to our hearts.

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Diary of a writing project. Day 170: slow work in progress is still progress – two of fourteen

Woke up at 2 am. Why? Oh so many pandemic reasons…

Fortunately enough, I had an event to attend too.

A 4 am live write-in sprint time with Skye Dragon Mama, aka author S. D. Hegyes.

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Diary of a writing project. Day 169: Writing quarantine – First of fourteen

The libraries are closed. Among severals other institutions and public services. Order of the government. It’s understandable. There’s a pandemic after all.

When I heard the news though, that’s when I started to feel real uneasy about this whole virus thing. Not that I was so comfortable with the idea in the first place!

The libraries are closed. Among severals other institutions and public services. Order of the government.

It’s understandable. There’s a pandemic after all.

When I heard the news though, that’s when I started to feel real uneasy about this whole virus thing. Not that I was so comfortable with the idea in the first place!

Books are my safety blanket, a beautiful source of comfort, whenever real-life gets… troubled. And so is the library. With the soft smell of paper, ink, dust and whatever product they use in the bathrooms.
I do wonder, how many of you, fellow writers, feels this way about books and libraries?

We’re lucky. This house is packed with books, for I have a bit of a « you can never buy too many books ».

And we are both working from home in the first place – even though I don’t have any freelance writing gigs at the moment – , so work-wise, money-wise, it’s fine, kinda, I think.

Adjusting the writing routine will be my biggest challenge for the coming weeks.

Taking care of a young kid is a full-time job, plain and simple, so I plan to write very early in the morning, during nap time and in the evening, like I always do.

Today, at 8 pm, I was not able to focus on the manuscript anymore but unable to sleep either. One of those weird side effects of the pandemic, anxiety.

Here I am, trying to find fun and free indoors activities for kiddo and me. Also trying to find ways to not become a crazy yelling mess, like I was this morning.

Well, better sleep on it I guess.

Dear fellow writers, all the best in your current writing endeavours.