I'm sure it's still Wednesday somewhere. Unlike last week.

Anyway, the best thing in the world for my writing would be a day where I couldn't get online but my computer otherwise worked. I've been pecking indifferently at various commissioned works and then I unexpectedly went forty-five minutes waiting for my router to be fixed, and I made more progress in less than an hour than I'd made in the week beforehand.

Odd thing, to hope for a service outage where i know it's not a hardware issue on my end.

Didn't write nothing, but didn't write as much as I wanted. But I will take that as a victory. We continue! (to quote the darling video game of the day)

Didn't write as much as I wanted.

Wrote more than I have for the past several weeks.

I won't go far as to say "we're back" but...

All right. Enough messing around. Enough procrastination. Enough self-pity. We're gonna write something this month.

I like writing pornographic stories. It is very fun. I wish I could be more consistent at it.

It's nice to continue to make some progress in writing, even if it's for lack of anything else to do.