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Awake.
I appear to be Moody McMoodster this morning. I passed 50,000 words in my NaNo novel last night, pretty much on track for completing my original goal of hitting 60,000 by the end of the month. I should be feeling pround and accomplished. I don't.
Okay, yesterday I felt like I accomplished something. Today I'm just feeling lke the whole exercise so far has been pointless. Intellectually I know that's not true, but emotionally right now I feel like just stopping, even though the end goal is now so close.
I dunno what I'm going to do about it quite yet. I may just not write anything today; take a break and try to resume writing tomorrow.
Or maybe I'll just distract myself by catching up on my various TV shows and see if my mood changes.
Okay, yesterday I felt like I accomplished something. Today I'm just feeling lke the whole exercise so far has been pointless. Intellectually I know that's not true, but emotionally right now I feel like just stopping, even though the end goal is now so close.
I dunno what I'm going to do about it quite yet. I may just not write anything today; take a break and try to resume writing tomorrow.
Or maybe I'll just distract myself by catching up on my various TV shows and see if my mood changes.