This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.
I didn’t get as much as I wanted written. Again I feel like I will end up saying that every time… because unless I exceed my daily goals every day in the week…
This week I ended up dealing with at least one day of migraine and a couple of high pain days where the brain fog was so bad I couldn’t think.
My weekend has a lot of publishing work on my desk. 3 separate manuscripts to get set up. so I am not expecting to get my writing goals for the weekend. I also have a Kickstarter for an author to figure out. (that was supposed to be done last week.)
As I have 3 separate appointments next week I will be squeezing the writing goals to fit my already tight schedule. that means I am not expecting myself to meet the goals this week. so any writing will exceed my plans. I am not wanting to do a review this week so I think I will do something else for tomorrow. A one off thing… maybe.
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.
I didn’t get as much as I wanted written. I feel like I am going to end up saying that a lot of time. I struggled to get the poetry this week more than I did the story words. normally it is the other way around.
the appointment was actually helpful. I am going to be sent for one more scan and then I will be talking to what the doctor described as the best surgeon in the area for what is wrong with me. it was not a lot of forward progress but forward progress nonetheless.
I am starting to come to the other side of the winter sick. which means I’m starting to be a little more awake, with the insomnia starting to rear up again.
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.
This Week I have been focusing on Stolen skins. It’s for the fall anthology from Fae Corps. The Anthology is pirate themed.
I didn’t get as much as I wanted written.
the truth is that this week was not a health issue. not in the traditional sense. my monitor was dying and I was having a panic because of it. y’all that monitor has been strong for us for a while now and it dying was like losing a member of the family. we bought it when we were in Oklahoma for a tv and console monitor. it was an upgrade for the 19 inch we got before it. then I started to use it when the boyfriend got him a 50 inch smart tv as his monitor. I have been using it at least since 2017. So it’s dying was not a good thing for me.
yesterday I was given an early birthday gift as my boyfriend could not stand watching me grieve for it anymore. he got me a 24 inch smart tv to replace it. yeah it’s smaller but it’s functional and I can watch tv on it too. so I am hoping to get some work done this week. (my birthday is in March)
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.
Beauty standards was actually already started. I started it at the beginning of November – 468 words in. I simply forgot to list it due to the chaos of my own health… I found the story and wanted to write more so I added it to the list.
I spent most of my time asleep this week but when I was awake I managed a lot of writing. I am going to speak a bit more on it in the post on Monday.
This week I plan on saving something for the art and poetry (Monday and Thursday ) . Simply because of the content I plan on posting,
I think I am finally getting over this stupid sinus infection let’s hope ..
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count. I normally don’t keep finished work on my list but I did so I could show you.
The blood Rose curse is Serena’s submission for the spring anthology Fae Corps Publishing is putting out (Into the Fae Woods) the call is still on the Fae Corps Publishing blog if you are interested.
Stolen skins is for the fall anthology (call will be on the blog in March) and it is also Serena’s. I don’t separate my word counts because I often have no need. I know who is the author.
Madame Fae’s Story house is for Patricia to submit to a new anthology we are trying to get started. We always do the spring and fall anthologies but I want to try to do a kids anthology for kids week. Children’s short stories and art. the call will be on the blog on Halloween. if this one works I will be trying to make it a yearly one.
On my health issues I have another dang sinus infection. I swear my immune system is so bad that I catch anything just by breathing. I managed to get more writing and work done this week regardless of how I feel.
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count. I added over 200 words to the blood rose curse (Serena Mossgraves submission for the upcoming anthology Fae Corps Publishing is releasing) and started on her submission for the fall anthology.
Forgotten Knowledge is sitting at 7 poems but the stupid app likes to occasionally forget the stuff I put in the list.
I wish I could say that the progress was over the week. Honestly It was just Thursday. Two poems and roughly 500 words. I spent the rest of the week drugged and asleep because of pain. this may be my way until at least February.
In trying to make it work with my health issues and keep up a daily or at least semi daily posting…I have to make a few changes. So, Saturday Thoughts is my new catch all. I will be trying to at least tell you what my word counts for the week is {starting next week as I am scheduling this one ahead.} This is also where I will be talking about my health and mental health progress.
This is where I will talk about what I have managed for the week or what has happened to delay progress. I will speak about publishing and writing. I will speak about my life and my art. I will speak about the 2 am rabbit holes and the other strange things I end up thinking about.
I realize that I have been absent for a week….it was however not intentional. between Dr’s appointments and books releasing….I just brain fogged. Though I did have a nice surprise. went to the Dr because I have a sinus infection and the check in notes acknowledged that I have fibromyalgia and Autism. both of them previous doctors were not willing to diagnose me with. though other doctors had? I am sure that they are correct and having a dr agree just feels so good.
I should be doing the daily thing again through November but I don’t think I’ll be doing the normal week posts as I am doing 2 pad challenges and trying to do the Fae 50k.
I am fifty years old. I have had a repetitive dream for as long as I can remember. at least 40 plus years. I am terrible at dream interpretation and I don’t know if I even want it completely interpreted. It now feels like a journey I have finished. Let me explain by telling you that dream first and then I will fill the remaining details in. This is not fiction though I suppose it could be an interesting read. This is the most vivid dream I’ve ever had.
I start the dream in the same place. I always know that I am dreaming, but I am unbothered by that fact. I am on the third floor of a three story house and I have been here before. I am comfortable here. Before me is three doors and a staircase down. I start exploring the first door. I am never alone. the people change, no one stays with me for long at this point. I know everyone, they are people that I have met or will meet in my life. Everyone I have ever cared about was in the dream – some before I ever met them. It takes me a full day to explore each door. The rooms are laid out with symbols of different aspects of the life I have lived. (in example…one room is a gorgeous library that has decor resembling a roma’s wagon, another one is a beautiful bedroom with a canopy bed and carved decor – ivory elephants, onyx roses, wooden trees.) Three rooms, each room takes a full day to explore. so it takes me three days to reach the stairs.
I continue the same pattern on the second floor. Again three doors and a staircase going down. I am starting to see outside at this point and I feel the urge to rush, though I do not. I want to be outside but I am intrigued with the house. As I reach the bottom of the second stairs I am in the middle of the largest kitchen I have ever seen. the smells are so interesting and I feel like I should linger but it causes anxiety to stay. The companions are still there but they are like a radio left playing…background noise. I am focused on the door to the outside. I can clearly see the yard now but I know that I will not reach it. The moment my hand touches the doorknob I wake up.
I have sought dream interpretation before because of the frequency and vivid nature of the dream. Now I know how it ends, sort of.
I went to bed yesterday and I immediately had a night terror.
So I sat up and spent a few hours trying to get my head back together. When exhaustion finally consumed me and I simply couldn’t hold my head up anymore I tried again.
This time I knew I was in the same dream but I was not in the house. I was behind it. The yard had a rusted swingset covered in thick webs. The yard was overgrown and I could see things in the grass. I didn’t spend time trying to figure out what. I still had compainions. We walked carefully around the house. There was only one door into the house and when I started the dream I was staring at it. I had always assumed that it faced the driveway. it did not. after I got around the house there was a dirt driveway that went out as far as I could see. I started walking down the driveway and I woke up. For the first time feeling like I finished the dream.
Now, I know it doesn’t seem like that is the end of the story but I understand it. sometimes the journey is not supposed to end. Sometimes it is more about the journey than it is about either end.
Pattimouse 