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Breaking out of a rut...
Oct. 9th, 2015 10:14 pmAlla flew back home today, and I will miss her.
It was also a day for a follow-up for my eye, the vision in which appears to be improving. The "jellyfish" (my name for the blood that collected smack dab in the middle of my field of vision and whose shape and undulations reminded me of the tentacles hanging beneath a Medusa) has withered, and if I fix my gaze at a point and hold it for several seconds, my brain actually will cause this "jellyfish" to disappear, until I shift my gaze.
For some time, I've been aware of a certain reluctance to get any kind of head of steam generated when working on projects other than the one that has been my bread and butter for the past few years. This typically results in a seeming inability to daily translate more than a few hundred words, typically (though I have been known to do a thousand or so from time to time). There is no real reason for this, or at least I cannot discern one past a juvenile reluctance to "get 'er done."
Yesterday, I managed almost 2,500 words of such work, and today, despite the fact that it was almost noon by the time I was finished with the ophthalmologist, after 2 pm by the time I returned home after running several other errands, and nearly 4 by the time I got myself to the point where I was ready to work, I've managed an additional almost 1,500 words today.
It's a good sign.
Big weekend coming up. I have to make the most of it!
It was also a day for a follow-up for my eye, the vision in which appears to be improving. The "jellyfish" (my name for the blood that collected smack dab in the middle of my field of vision and whose shape and undulations reminded me of the tentacles hanging beneath a Medusa) has withered, and if I fix my gaze at a point and hold it for several seconds, my brain actually will cause this "jellyfish" to disappear, until I shift my gaze.
For some time, I've been aware of a certain reluctance to get any kind of head of steam generated when working on projects other than the one that has been my bread and butter for the past few years. This typically results in a seeming inability to daily translate more than a few hundred words, typically (though I have been known to do a thousand or so from time to time). There is no real reason for this, or at least I cannot discern one past a juvenile reluctance to "get 'er done."
Yesterday, I managed almost 2,500 words of such work, and today, despite the fact that it was almost noon by the time I was finished with the ophthalmologist, after 2 pm by the time I returned home after running several other errands, and nearly 4 by the time I got myself to the point where I was ready to work, I've managed an additional almost 1,500 words today.
It's a good sign.
Big weekend coming up. I have to make the most of it!
