My 750 Words

I wanted to put up a blog post, but my brain has gone walkabout. Or perhaps it has been taken by zombies. So here’s my 750 words from this week Monday, minus a few I didn’t want to share with the internet. I thought it was a fun read anyway. 😉

Happy Monday. Stupid cat. *pokes him* He knocked my water bottle and timer and glasses off my bedstand. Stupid beast. (Well, not stupid, as he wanted me to get up and I did. I still didn’t feed him, which was his ultimate goal. I let Hope do it in hopes he won’t learn that method works.) Man, I wish I could set it not to come up with the spell-checker. I’ll have to explore options and see if I can get it to do it on a chrome-wide basis. Whee. I need a vacation again already.

No, I don’t. I can do this. I just don’t want to. I want to get on editing Joss. I just had to spend that time on Rafe, and now I don’t have so much time. It’s all right, though. I got this. I shall stumble on.

Holy cats, I am tired and not pleased. Need to go put clothes on in a bit here, and not wanting to do that either. Bleh. Gotta thank Bea. She’s such a sweetheart. I love her. I would (probably) love her if she didn’t love my writing so much, but who knows? XD

Get off the to-do list, KD. Onward. I’m happy with my ideas for Joss. I’m happy with the blueprint of the beat sheet, because it helps me figure out what’s missing. I think it’s going to be a good thing that I’m making these changes. Lots of readers really DID complain that the beginning was bouncy. In a bad way.

Stumble on…when I get into it, my head will be more in story-verse and I won’t feel like I should pick something else up for creativity. I could have a look at Barefoot Assassin, though. I could make it work a little better with some plotting.

Man, I’m tired. I don’t want to be up yet. I want another hour of sleep and then a comfy house in which to work. Yeah. That’s it. Or to go to…somewhere comfy. Most places I try to write aren’t so very. McD’s wasn’t bad this last time. I could use a bit more quiet and WAY less talkative annoying people, though.

Man, still not there. Whee. Stumble. Careen. Warrior. What? I don’t know. Type.

I can haz nap?

No can haz nap! Damn. I should look at Fidelis too. But not right now. Come on, KD. Focus. Like a laser. Then you move on, your words etched in souls.

That was only some forty words before you took the next break. Pathetic. Onward, girl, onward!

I need to work faster. So much to DO…and I tend to do it slowly because I don’t know the path. I must work faster. Learn my path. Forge on. Careen as necessary. I want to be an Airborne Ranger, I want a life of sex and danger. I want to be a drill instructor and cut off all my hair.

Whee! I need–to stop the to-do list. I need to focus. I need to have fun. I need to work harder on my writing and less hard on my internet faffing about. Socializing and selling books is one thing. Screwing around is another. Keep on, go on, whee!

Work harder. Work more. More focus. I can do this. Self-discipline is just remembering what you really want.

Self-discipline is just remembering what you really want.

Self-discipline is just remembering what you really want.

Self-discipline is just remembering what you really want.

Self-discipline is just remembering what you really want.

I want to be a healthy weight. I want to buy my clothes in normal stores. I want to sell books. I want to write and sell enough books to be able to travel. Cheaply but without worries. I want to write a book while living on the Riviera (or someplace just as awesome but possibly cheaper.)

I want to get my house to a state of near-clean and completely-livable at all times. I want to be a healthy weight. I want to eat less so I can get there. I want to remember and be willing to exercise. I want to be a healthy weight.

Self-discipline is just remembering what you really want. I will work for what I want. Damn it.

Also, as a reward for those who read to the end (or skipped down here) there’s a giveaway.