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I wrote today! It wasn't much, but it was okay! Which is better than nothing, really.

Went to the library, picked up too many books, looking forward to them.

One of the reasons I haven't been writing much lately is because I've been doing so many things that are Not Writing. I've been spending a lot of time that I usually would use for writing... doing yoga instead. Or reading. But lots of yoga, yeah.

I JUST. HAVE BEEN. So utterly cranky and pissy and miserable, and a lot of my intrusive thoughts have been making me feel so angry all the fucking time. And right now it's the only thing that's working.

WELL. OKAY. FINE.

Ughhhh.

OH BUT ALSO a lot of my WIPs involve plot and like... I don't want to.

Insert image of me rolling around on the floor going "UGH I DON'T WANT TO" here. Yes. WHY did I ever decide writing anything with a plot would be a good idea? It's difficult and frustrating and I'm not terribly good at it and just whyyyyy.

OH WELL.