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Five things! And Nano Day 2
Nov. 2nd, 2017 03:52 pm#1. Does anyone know how IFTTT works? I swear I've set it up right for crossposting, but the wretched thing refuses to work. Email posting works just fine, so I'm at a bit of a loss as to what I might be doing wrong. Bah.
#2. OH GOOD LORD SO TIRED. I hate this time of year so much - with the clocks changing, and the days getting shorter, my brain just wants me to hibernate. Constantly.
#3. Also not helped by trying out a new diet. Or, I should say, doing a crazy exclusion diet to try and tackle some of my various health issues. I put this on my other social media, which sort of explains it:
"As some of you know, I’ve been pretty ill over the last couple of years. I got a diagnosis of CFS + anxiety, but mostly that told me *how* I’m ill, not how to recover. It’s been frustrating, upsetting, embarrassing and lonely. The last couple of months have been the breaking a point, as pretty much everything I eat has been giving me debilitating IBS, which has been uncomfortable and humiliating. On that basis, I decided that food was probably a good place to start to try and recover. As I’m not good at following self-imposed rules, I’m using the Whole30 plan to work out what might be the worst culprits, and to get myself off my sugar addiction. Oh, and to massively reduce my caffeine intake, because it’s too easy to self-medicate with coffee when you have sleeping problems! So this is my food for the next week. It’s going to be a lot of work, and I apologise in advance if I am grumpy or vague if I see you. I may also be on here moaning a lot. But I am sick of being sick, and of missing out on life because of it. This isn’t a quick fix, and it’s not a cure. But I’m hoping it’s a first step."
I'm now on Day 5. It's actually not been too bad overall, which suggests I'm probably doing something wrong! The main side effect seems to be that I'm hungry all the time, no matter how much I eat, although given that's an average Wednesday for me, it's manageable. The general consensus is that things don't improve massively until Day 15 or so, so the main thing for the moment is to hang in there and resist the urge to just eat because I'm hungry. For anyone worrying, I'm eating PLENTY of food. The hungriness is a combination of reflux and cravings, and it's actually a lot easier to stick to this with it's absolutes than it has been to just generally eat more healthily.
But it's only Day 5. I'll report in 10 days how I'm doing!
#4. Nano Day 2 went okay. Word count is up to 3644, so that's fine. Especially considering the original aim was 500 words a day! It felt a bit plodding at first, which is the normally the point at which I give up. It was a good exercise to force myself to keep going through the plodding to find the flow on the other side. As it's NaNo, naturally it needs MASSIVE editing, but I feel I'm getting the bones of the plot and the emotional beats down, so I'm happy so far.
#5. Today's extract:
“Funny thing, Matty. We followed a Hand ship to Morag, figured they were after something important that might be worth having. And what do we find when we get here?”
“A bunch of unconscious idiots?”
“More or less. I mean, they were dead when we left them, but let’s go with your answer for now.”
It was probably a good thing Matt wasn’t holding the orb any more, because it left him free to clench his hands into fists.
Stick was still talking. “Except that’s not all we found. Or rather it’s what we didn’t find.”
“Look, Stick,” Matt said, letting himself sound about half as angry as he felt, “did you just call to be cryptic at me, or did you actually want something?”
“What I want is whatever was behind that forefield. And don’t give me any kind of crap about ‘what forcefield?’. This thing has got your prints all over it.”
Matt’s lips twitched. “Is this where I’m supposed to say 'but I was wearing gloves’?”
#2. OH GOOD LORD SO TIRED. I hate this time of year so much - with the clocks changing, and the days getting shorter, my brain just wants me to hibernate. Constantly.
#3. Also not helped by trying out a new diet. Or, I should say, doing a crazy exclusion diet to try and tackle some of my various health issues. I put this on my other social media, which sort of explains it:
I'm now on Day 5. It's actually not been too bad overall, which suggests I'm probably doing something wrong! The main side effect seems to be that I'm hungry all the time, no matter how much I eat, although given that's an average Wednesday for me, it's manageable. The general consensus is that things don't improve massively until Day 15 or so, so the main thing for the moment is to hang in there and resist the urge to just eat because I'm hungry. For anyone worrying, I'm eating PLENTY of food. The hungriness is a combination of reflux and cravings, and it's actually a lot easier to stick to this with it's absolutes than it has been to just generally eat more healthily.
But it's only Day 5. I'll report in 10 days how I'm doing!
#4. Nano Day 2 went okay. Word count is up to 3644, so that's fine. Especially considering the original aim was 500 words a day! It felt a bit plodding at first, which is the normally the point at which I give up. It was a good exercise to force myself to keep going through the plodding to find the flow on the other side. As it's NaNo, naturally it needs MASSIVE editing, but I feel I'm getting the bones of the plot and the emotional beats down, so I'm happy so far.
#5. Today's extract:
“Funny thing, Matty. We followed a Hand ship to Morag, figured they were after something important that might be worth having. And what do we find when we get here?”
“A bunch of unconscious idiots?”
“More or less. I mean, they were dead when we left them, but let’s go with your answer for now.”
It was probably a good thing Matt wasn’t holding the orb any more, because it left him free to clench his hands into fists.
Stick was still talking. “Except that’s not all we found. Or rather it’s what we didn’t find.”
“Look, Stick,” Matt said, letting himself sound about half as angry as he felt, “did you just call to be cryptic at me, or did you actually want something?”
“What I want is whatever was behind that forefield. And don’t give me any kind of crap about ‘what forcefield?’. This thing has got your prints all over it.”
Matt’s lips twitched. “Is this where I’m supposed to say 'but I was wearing gloves’?”
