Well, it’s Saturday. Perhaps I should have spent today in the city of Brisbane, relaxing. That’s tomorrow. I went for a cycle this morning at about 7:30am. I lasted thirty minutes, it’s so humid up here. Pleased though I did something physical.

I’ve been writing most of the day. Thankfully, given I need to get through a story. I’ve hit a couple of plot point issues with the one I’m working on, ‘The Workers’. I know where to start at point ‘A’, I know where I want to end up at point ‘C’ - just that I’ve no idea how to build the connections together. So, I punched on through today and feel that I’ve made some headway with it.

For sheer number of words, I’ve been going strong. I’ve written at least 1500 hundred today. The trick is that after the learnings of this week the critic in me has gained confidence. I know what I should be doing in the writing. So, more than ever, I’m finding myself writing a few paragraphs, then picking them to pieces when I finish. It’s ironic that part of skill development is discovering your limitations and knowing where the gaps lie. So, what I would’ve been pleased with before, just doesn’t cut it. Great to get better, but doesn’t do wonders for your confidence. At any rate, I feel like I had a good crack today and have made some progress and now I need to take a break from it and let it settle over night.