Good grief, writing a book is hard. I’m still on track, but I’m not going to tell you how many hours I’ve put into these first 10,000 words. Really, it’s embarrassing. I’m less than a week in, and life is already starting to feel frayed at the seams. The dishes are still getting done (thank you, Dan!), but this project has a gravitational pull big enough to leave formerly important areas of everyday life dusty and desolate. I’m not used to one thing taking so much priority. Plus, my brain is getting sore.
However, I’ve learned a few valuable things so far from this process:
- Just because life feels over doesn’t make it so.
- Pre-dawn morning is my best writing time. (Curses.)
- One should never eat olives while researching insects.
You’re welcome for that last one. Now I’m off to take a hard-earned coma…