Productivity
I am self-flagellating by not allowing myself to go to Draftbusters this weekend, not allowing myself to sleep in, and instead going up to the Writing Room at the crack of dawn to, you know, write. To see if I still can.
And you know what? I can! 7.5 pages' worth of post-Rapunzel nastiness.
Nah, it's not very nasty—but then, the witch hasn't shown her true colours yet.
So much achieved, and it's only 9.45.
And you know what? I can! 7.5 pages' worth of post-Rapunzel nastiness.
Nah, it's not very nasty—but then, the witch hasn't shown her true colours yet.
So much achieved, and it's only 9.45.
posted by Among Amid While at 9:40 am
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Yeah, 7.5 pages in 8 weeks is really something to skite about.
Now I feel uber lazy for just waking up!
Don't worry, Adele, that's what I've been doing (around 10 am) for the last many weekends!
Isn't it bliss?
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