Reading a Poor Book and Barely Crawling Out of Bed to Write a Post
Particularly bad day for me today, but I guess I have to write something, especially since this will be this week’s only proper post. There will be a second as well, of course, probably tomorrow, but since I did add that Books category a while back and am now reading another of those ebooks I picked up for free back in 2013, that will be a little quick review for it. At least it’s short and poor, and I mostly knew that when I started it, doing so mainly just to be able to say I read something this year, so I won’t exactly worry about doing it justice.
Back to this being a particularly bad day for me, of course I sent the usual message last night, but, like any other, that may not have gotten anywhere, and if it did it was ignored as usual. Other than that, I pretty much stayed in bed until past 4 PM, when I got up to try to get myself to write this. My bladder did seem to insist to make me get up a few more times before that as well, but I crawled right back under the blanket each time except for the first. That one, at 9 AM, was actually useful, since it meant I could grab something to eat while my parents were away and also open the window to let some air in my room while I wasn’t here, getting back just seconds before I heard the key in the door. So at least that largely eliminates the risk of running into anyone around here today.
Otherwise, was out three times this week, but other than buying yogurt, butter, this month’s issue of National Geographic and some biscuits on Wednesday, I didn’t do much. Didn’t look more into the available options for Kaspersky either, and while I started the second adventure in The Witcher last week, which is one of the main ones, The Price of Neutrality, I haven’t touched it again since Sunday. And now I’ve been sitting here for over 30 minutes, trying to get my brain to put some words together in order to be able to write this, though I had the first paragraph in mind since before I woke up and know what I should say otherwise as well.
The simple fact that I am writing it, however, is still something. I mean, by the time I finish this paragraph, I should have some 500 words that’ll make some sort of sense and they’ll be written in less than one hour, while in my story I can still barely add about 100 per day, and even that mainly just to say I didn’t completely give up yet, since otherwise what I’ve been writing has little point and hardly ever takes anything forward for a very long time now. Granted, I will get to 400000 by the end of the month even at this pace, but a good part of that could and likely should be cut out while parts that would need to be included aren’t, so the only questions left are still just when will I actually give up and whether I’ll simply delete even what I have so far at that point.
