I lie

I do think my novel is boring. It’s hard to write every day for two straight weeks, nevermind a whole month. I was doing so well and was totally on track as of Tuesday. And i thought, this Deepak Chopra, man, he’s really onto something. When I wake up at 7 a.m., I feel much more energized. Until Wednesday, when I wrote about 75 words before work. Thursday I dozed til 8, but still got about 1,000 words in. Friday I didn’t even wake til 9 so I didn’t write anything.

I did write last night and am writing today, with the goal of being caught up by the end of tomorrow. But I’ve lost some of the momentum and don’t really know where it’s going and whether anyone would want to read it, and really that’s not what matters, just to get 50,000 words down and I can spend the rest of the year massaging it into something with a plot and a theme, etc, etc.

In other unfortunate news, every time I go to kickboxing I get a hideous zit on my chin. I missed two weeks of classes and my skin was clear. Went Tuesday and had a zit by Thursday. So I’m not going again until at least after the wedding on Nov. 20. Though i just paid through the end of the year.

I know it has to do with resting my sweaty gloves on my face to block those invisible incoming punches, but I swear I didn’t think I was doing that on Tuesday. Argh.