On writing
My writing this month continues to be horrible. 1,600 words and 1,5 hours written this week. It is horrible and so terribly depressing! This is the fault of working full-time, being back in hometown and staying with my mum during the holidays, and being tired all the time. The being tired thing will hopefully be fixed with vitamins now, so I hope to be able to write some more form now on. I won’t count on it though, because I can’t focus here, but I can hope.
The only thing I’ve written on this week is Carnal Desires, my paranormal-y smutty short. I want to expand it by at least 5K, so it’ll pass the 10K mark. I hope to submit it once it’s done, but it’s slow going at the moment. I hope to finish it this week, but I’m not counting on it.
On reading
I haven’t read a thing this week. I don’t have time to write, and certainly no time to read. This too is depressing. I have to choose to try one, and then I choose to try get some writing done. I might just say fuck it and focus on reading for Christmas, what with the whole family coming and all. We’ll see.