God, I hate being sick. Because I’m a masochist, and I have a tough Inner Slave Driver(TM), I typically work through illness. I’ve always said that if I’m able to get out of bed, I can work. Likewise, I can write.
Yesterday I wrote 95 words and then just stopped. It wasn’t working. I wasn’t feeling it. I hadn’t written since the weekend and was eager to write the next scene. But when I sat down and tried to write it, everything was just WRONG. Could have been being sick. Could have been my fickle muse. But whatever the case, I just wasn’t feeling it and that made me feel worse so I decided to chuck it and try again tonight….
Meanwhile, the little cough and slight tickle in my throat became The Plague: sore throat, cough, headache, aches, earache. I went to work today (thanks, ISD) and now I’m sitting here trying to figure out if I should try to write or not. I wrote a sentence today and texted myself so I wouldn’t forget it. That’s how deep into the mindset I was. But now? I’m on the fence.
A dialogue, if you will:
ISD: *cracks whip* Why aren’t we writing, sunshine?
ME: Um, I feel like shit on a stick. And there’s the whole I’m Not Feeling It thing…..
ISD: *gasps in horror* Not feeling it? Not feeling it? What the f***? You’re supposed to be writing, not bitching!
ME: I’m not bitching. I’m simply answering your question.
ISD: *narrows eyes* You worked today.
ME: And I hated every damn minute of it, thank you. I want to REST.
ISD: You can rest later. Now, drop and give me 200.
ME: *groans* You’ve got to be on crack. I can’t think.
ISD: You don’t need to think, precious. Just type.
ME: *narrows eyes* I shudder to think how that will end.
ISD: No excuses! Write Godamnit!
*sounds of strangling, then typing, then muttered curses*
So that’s what’s going on in my head. Not the prettiest place to be right now. Stay tuned for a post all about the ISD and why she rocks (yes, she does, most of the time). When I feel better, and when I can access a post I posted elsewhere on it….yeah, trying to save them wrists. It’s a LONG post.
*shuffles out and goes to sleep*