Today I got a little done despite depression.
I felt pretty solid this morning. I dropped Emily off at the train, came home and had a bath and breakfast but by the time I settled down to do the writing I needed to I was in pretty heavy not being able to do things depression mode. I managed to wash some linen and take a good selfie and tune in to Erin’s playthrough of Donut County which is amazing. But my actual writing output was pretty abysmal. This not being able to make myself do things keeps being such a fucking bugbear in my life, as long as I can remember, and it makes me hate myself sometimes.
What I did manage was some a few solid words and a really good stream of Blades In The Dark and I am proud of those.
Tomorrow I’m gonna try and find my writing groove again and then go and see melody in the evening. 😁