We’ve been requested at my company to go back into the office four/five days a week. Which is something that I had forgotten how much I hate.
The new lights they installed during COVID mimic the blue lights of a BMW on the highway and my headaches do not appreciate them at all, so they’re going to allow me reasonable accommodation and let me do half days.
Every morning, I’ll go in, sit through all my zoom meetings, and then leave for lunch and WFH the rest of the day.
However this gives little to negative zero time for writing. I think I’ve written less than 10,000 words this year total. Four chapters for yoongi that I dislike, a new treatment for a Jin book that refuses to allow itself to be finished. Uncle Bunny has pointed out that if I write his epilogue short story (and update chapter 29.5), then Fields of Gold is done done, so I shy away from that. And my giant Bossy Plot Bunny only wants to write stories about military things.
Hard pass on that until we get all the announcements.
I’m still here but the words aren’t anymore. It’s very GRRM of me (very annoying) so I’m still trying to get through some more ideas and get more words out this year. But perhaps it’s time to scrap the yoongi book because I obviously hate it It just refuses to let itself be written.
It’s been a frustrating year I think…