Did you ever have one of those days that you thought wasn’t productive, then when you looked at it objectively you realised that actually it had been? Not hugely so, but not shockingly under par. Actually bang on, if you hadn’t raised your expectations for no reason at all…
Yes, in case you haven’t guess it, that was me today. After doing absolutely nothing on my novel yesterday (I think my brain was temporarily burnt out after Thursday’s marathon) I did my two chapters and then read somebody else’s book. *Gasp* *Swoon*. Yes, I actually read a book for entertainment. It was lovely. Maybe even more lovely because it is an old favourite: Just Desserts, by Sue Welfare. If anyone is contemplating ditching some dead weight, also referred to as dumping your boyfriend/husband, buy/recommend them this book. It made me laugh, even on this, the twentieth reading.
I didn’t write quite as much today as I was doing before Thursday’s insanity, about 2,700 words. I was getting up to 3,300 but it took my mind a little while to get into the flow of the story today. Added to which I first had to get rid of the headache which has been dogging me for the last three days, but eventually it sodded off, so that was ok.
I aimed to write more today, but upon achieving my two chapters I gave myself permission to read something else instead of write. I think this is part of the writing process. I have seen it mentioned by other people recently but I have never promised original thoughts here, only that I would express my own thoughts and here they are.
There is a bag of self-proclaimed Mixed Frozen Vegetables in my freezer. This was a deliberate purchase, it didn’t just apparate one Tuesday afternoon. When I first opened it, about three months ago, you can imagine my confusion when it turned out to be full of whole baby carrots. My thoughts regarding this are almost exactly the same as my thoughts regarding reading and writing.
Firstly, while I am not averse to whole baby carrots, I feel that you can have too much of a good thing.
Secondly, variety is the spice of life. I have no desire to tuck into my whatever-it-is-I-cooked-and-intended-to-have-with-mixed-vegetables with a mound of whole baby carrots on the side. I prefer variety.
Today I would have liked some chocolate, but that will have to wait until Monday. I may lose some weight over the next couple of days. Not being able to live on fish, chips and chocolate for a few days could be beneficial to me and my health. And my waistline. Variety can come in handy in all sorts of ways that just sneak up on you when you aren’t looking.