I didn’t work on Thought and Memory today. My concentration is worse than yesterday, and I’m tired and wrung out. Basically, I’m in a moderate flare, so I’m pretty much useless. There’s just been so much going on these last few months, it was fairly inevitable.
As such, I’m going to try to take things somewhat easy for the next week. After that, we’ll be moving house, so I’ll need energy for that. I’m unsure as to whether I’m going to get any writing done while we’re moving. We’ll see.
I turned today to a short story that I wanted to polish for submission, Narthex. It’s actually linked with Thought and Memory, so it keeps me in the same world, at least. I only got just over 1000 words down, most of which are destined to be scrapped. But it’s forward motion, which is better than nothing, at least.
[cross-posted from my website]