Yesterday, at about 6:45, writing devolved into a stream of consciousness that included, “And this is totally boring. Like totes boring. Like the boring-est thing ever written.”
In other words, not the best writing day. But I started a company, which was fun–bought a domain name, filed out a DBA, submitted an ad to the Orlando Sentinel, began building a website. $150 later, I’m a publisher. 🙂 Â
I found a website template that I really liked. Unfortunately, I don’t know how to add submenus to it, so I’m not sure it will work for me in the long run. I may just have to decide to keep the color combos (black, grey, and a bright raspberry that I like because it looks like a rose) and find another one, but the template search is time consuming. I’m not going to start that today until after I stream-of-consciousness myself out of my stuck place and into something better.
Today’s goal: 1000 words, even if they’re terrible and nonsensical and will all have to be cut. My fingers just need to start moving.
Boring is the worst. For me, here, it’s the weather. Gloom, gloom, gloom.