I actually felt pretty good yesterday for most of the morning. I spent it doing internet chores. By the time I sat down to write again I was feeling terrible and super down on my writing again.
Oh well. The leaves are changing and beautiful. I’m sure I’ll feel better soon.
I wrote 834 words and that’s… something.
The last sentence I wrote:
The drive was dotted with lamps, but they were just little pools of light showing the perimeters of the cobbled path.
2736 / 50000 words. 5% done!