Um, yeah. 9pm is apparently too late. Also, I apparently need a wordcount. There’s that wacky time when I get home, while dinner is cooking; I’d be fresher then.
The Athlete’s Diary convinces me that I need to modify the Motivational Spreadsheet of Doom to handle daily wordcount (it’s intended for large projects). There’s something about looking back over documentation of your efforts that’s incredibly encouraging.
It’s also possible that the problem is that this story isn’t ready to be written. But it’s for Scalzi’s cliche challenge, and therefore needs to be done and sent by November 1. *shakes fist at story*
It’s also possible that this is a problem that requires the application of more diet coke. 😉