Goals and Book Club

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One of my goals for the week is to write 3,000 words. Well, 3,000 words between tonight and Friday night. I worked until 8 pm tonight because it was my book club night which really was great, but getting home late doesn’t help with the motivation to write. Plus, I’m a little heartbroken, I’m not going to lie. I was hoping not to be heartbroken this soon, you know? I wanted to ride the high of a crush for a little while longer and use that energy to write my March story, but now I’m going to have to find the energy and inspiration from somewhere else. I don’t feel like writing a sad fic so maybe I can find a way to channel my angst into a story but still give the story a happy ending.

 

It’s so bizarre to feel this type of heartbreak again. It’s been so long since I felt it, but it feels exactly as I remember it. And it feels like it echoes in my chest with the reverberation of heartaches past.

 

I don’t know. I hate to leave myself behind so early in the week, but I don’t think I can write more tonight. I just don’t think I can. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll be less tired and/or more focused.