Today was a normal day, but contained a perfect variety of experiences, each for the ideal duration. I spent a productive morning reworking a short story and in the process discovered something pivotal about the character and the ending of the story. This is one of the things I love about being a writer: I wrote the story, I reordered the events, I added a few extra details and all of a sudden there's a new, complete and surprising story which I don't feel like I thought up. Then I cleaned the bathroom, which I will properly appreciate when I have a shower in the morning. After a five hour work shift, which was moderately busy, I met up with a women writers social group and engaged in the right amount of getting-to-know-you awkwardness with a mix of really interesting conversations. I left that after an hour so I had time to pick up pizza for dinner on my way home. I ate that while watching trashy TV since my husband is out tonight. Then the cat and I snuggled on the couch under a blanket. Finally, I'm ending the day in my nice warm bed, reading a good book.
75/100 – was a Twitter post: Workshopping in writing class: nice to get helpful feedback, hard to be tactful and constructive about really bad storytelling.
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