I shall do childcare tonight. I don’t imagine it will be as easy as the last time but who knows.
Realized that I wrote some magic and then used it the wrong way. The music I’ve been writing calls my ancestors, and I’m not keen on that, (cause it worked out so well the last time it happened – I was messed for days!) so I’ve stopped singing and playing it and as soon as I made the decision to do that I immediately felt much better. My sleep is better too.
The dishwasher’s running, I’ve had breakfast, and my new fic is up to 4000 words.
Tammy is encouraging me to edit. I’m deleting the next sentence and the sentence after that because I’m fucking pissed off at another friend of mine for the ‘writing advice’ I got but it would be ill-advised to make that opinion public. Or I could take the advice in the worst possible way.
A MIRACLE HAPPENED TO ME YESTERDAY. My parents know about it. ANYWAY I’M IN A GOOD MOOD NOW THANKS.