Today, I did another 1,347 words on "The Lady in the House of Crowning Glory." But today's pages seem every bit as much mediocrity as yesterday's.
A wicked, black shitstorm inside my head today. The three hours I spent writing was the only calm. I don't know how much longer this is going to keep up. I had a couple day's respite from the anger and frustration, but then it came roaring back.
Today, documentaries on the Parker Solar Probe and free climbing El Capitan.
I just fucking want to fast forward a week or two...