I missed a few days of work with the back trouble, and the related sleep trouble. When that was done, I slept almost all yesterday afternoon. My body demanded payback.
Today I managed to "process" 500 words. Part of it was mark-up, taking the writer's group critiques and entering them on the manuscript. This is monotonous and feels unrewarding. I got one page done on that. Then I did some rewrite, an existing scene that needed rethinking and adjustment. I got about a page done of that (with a few ideas to follow). Then I got into some initial creation, these are scenes that are seeing the light of day for the first time.
Unfortunately, that's where I wore out. I got exhausted, confused, surly, low-mood and exhausted. I had to lie down until it passed. I lost a whole ninety minutes before being able to move again. It was the evening by then.
Tomorrow I don't have any time to make this up. There's too much non-writing stuff to do, like vacuuming and laundry, then for the evening, ironically, I have the writers' group. That's the whole evening.
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