Daily word count: ZERO.
It’s okay, though. I was killing myself with tiny house stuff, helping Casey finish up a few projects, and most importantly BLUE GENIE. I sewed up some little wallets, which sounds like it was the simplest thing ever and not a huge learning curve process with cursing and tearing out fabric. It looks like I actually sold a few things at Blue Genie this last weekend, which is huge and awesome considering I raised my prices by about 50% and it scared the crap out of me to do so. It really came down to: do I want to lose money and keep doing this? Or earn money and keep doing this?
Writing! Back to writing.
I spent all of my energy on doing all of these things, and this is where I will rant, briefly. A lot of people say things like “I cram in 20 minutes of writing between my six full-time jobs, running a farm, and raising my twelve children, so if I can write every day SO CAN YOU!” Over the last year, the phrase “If I can do it, so can you,” has become my least favorite in the world. Looking at me, you would assume that I am a vibrant, young woman overflowing with energy. I don’t look sick. Even I forget sometimes. But I do have a chronic illness, and I do not have the energy of a typical 25 year old. I manage to do quite a few things, but I cannot do them all. I needed a few days off for my health and sanity; I had to put down one ball and this time it was writing. Long story short: everyone is different, we all make choices. /rant
Good news! Casey bought me Scrivener! I’m excited to dive in and organize my book.
Words to date: 5271