Welcome to the funk. Happens every so often. A minor setback is just demoralizing. Maybe I’m not getting enough exercise, competing enough, etc. Regardless I have entered funk where I’m not doing much writing.
I’ve ‘finished’ book two of the Incidental Elf series. Actually, book 2 was getting to be very long and wasn’t close to being finished, so I found a good spot and broke it off into book 3, and there I have stopped. Almost a fifth of the way into it (23,327 words) and there I have stumbled and fallen into my funk.
Meh. I’m not really in the mood to socialize because when I’m in a funk I can also be something of an asshole. . . or maybe I’m less tolerant of stupid. Either way, I should avoid social interaction.
Why whine about it? It is a plea for help, for. . . no. LMFAO. Not really. I’m just whining 🙂 I’ll kick my self in the ass and get in gear eventually. I’m the only person that can, I’m the only person that can motivate me.
Plus I’m waiting for the X-box to finish installing updates so I can kill things. That usually helps my mood. Sometimes.
Either way. Who cares. X-box should be done by now.
