Not Too Bad.

A late evening sandwich before bed. Can you put feta on a sandwich? Yes. Yes you can. I was also not a fan of mustard before I bought dijon and hot mustard. I can't believe I was missing out on that.

Writing for me is quiet time. I love putting ink on paper. I love the neat rows of hand printer text on college-ruled notebook paper. It's encouraging for me to look at a physical item, that I can't just delete with a keystroke, and see pages I've written and think 'you've done this'. It makes me feel like I've done something tangible. I feel like I'm committing myself to a project. And when I'm done with that, I'll type it out.

This is not an efficient process, but I don't particularly care, I guess.

Anyway, I'm going to bed soon. I've only written three pages so far, but every day I've been able to put something down and when I'm done, I don't feel bad about it. The opposite in fact. It's becoming marginally easier to sit down and produce something regardless of if I had something in mind when I started. Interesting side note. There are only three pages and half of those are already foot notes. I don't know what that means for a piece of fiction, but I'm already sorry, everyone.

Holy crap, I already have a sandwich tab.  I am going to look up that other entry before I go to bed. I wonder what sandwich I was talking about.

Edit: I remember that one. That was good eats.