Short and sweet this week as I haven’t spent significant time making progress, though I do have another virtual writing date this evening. The advantage of being a runner writing a running book is that it’s staying very top of mind. Just this morning on my run (while listening to another running memoir, Let Your Mind Run) I was getting ideas for how to change some early plot points. I’m trying not to put too much pressure on it while at the same time realizing I do eventually want to pick up some momentum on this. But you can’t prioritize everything at once and my work needs more attention right now.
At least I did a smidge each day, enough to share these last sentences:
- 3/24: On the list of things I decidedly did not need: this, this right fucking here.
- 3/25: Swish. Swallow. I hated it. I held my glass out for more.
- 3/26: She pressed her forehead against the car window.
- 3/27: This is the new goddamn normal.
- 3/28: Audible and haunting.
- 3/29: There is nothing about how she smiles at me that I don’t hate at that moment.
- 3/30: My philosophy? What more did he want to hear? My philosophy was simple: to win.
With Love,
Natalie