I've been a bit of a rubbish partner when it comes to house chores recently; I've been too focussed on writing/teaching/drumming/performing and haven't hoovered up or done my share of the cleaning for weeks...so spent about an hour doing that. An hour is enough, isn't it?
I then, finally, started looking through the many notepads I have full of detailed notes for future novels and started writing one of them. I totally got in the zone, more than I have been for a while, and I spent about 5 hours writing 9,000 words. Some of them quite good. I need more writing time in the future, I reckon I can get this book done before Edinburgh.
Had an early-evening show cancellation today but that's fine, I'm doing enough already as it is. Taught a lovely little private lesson and then over to the village for our monthly comedy night. Not a single person turned up. Not one. Why do we bother? The venue had plugged it a lot, everyone's trying really hard, but clearly this one isn't working. Is it because it's in a village? Is it because it's on a Tuesday night? An awkward evening.
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