I write down everything I want to remember

I don’t know why but for some reason I wake up at eight a.m. instead of ten a.m. like I always do. Even though I sleep late at night I always end up waking at that time. It really sucks because I try wake up late as much as possible so the day would go by faster. When you wake up early you have more waking hours of doing nothing, unlike if you sleep in. Today wasn’t a total waste however. I found myself struck by inspiration so I erased what I had written in my novel so far and started from scratch. When I grew rather tired of writing, I saw that I had only done four or five pages but that they were definitely a lot better than what I wrote before. At last, some progress! I’m thinking of maybe putting the first chapter online when I’m done with it, like what I used to do when I was younger. Then again if I want to have it published, I can’t give away freebies. Perhaps I’ll just wait and see if my novel turns out to be great or if it turns out to be like shit.

The rest of my afternoon was spent alternating between the TV and reading One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia-Marquez
. As you can see, today wasn’t so exciting but I think I’ve had enough excitement for awhile. I need my break.

I hate being so allergic to cat fur. The annoying part about my allergy fits is that my nose becomes extra-sensitive. The slightest smell of anything sweet, like perfume or air freshener, is enough to send me sneezing several times. And there is air freshener all over the house so you can just imagine how horrible and irritable I feel right now. Ugh!

Maybe I’ll write more tomorrow.