I’m bored with my routine. So, so bored. Which is funny, because I don’t even know if I can call what I have a routine.

I’m not sure what to do about it.

I’d like to write about 190,947 words more by the end of the year. That would get the books I want done done. I feel like I need some kind of routine to make sure I make it, because right now, I’m not writing. I have five 0 days behind me now, and if I don’t do something about that today, it’ll be six.

I read something today about productivity that I thought was interesting. It was the only post under “productivity” on the site—I went there looking for a discussion of widows and orphans and somehow wound up reading about productivity. It made me wonder if the reason for the unwanted throttle on my productivity is because I care too much about being productive.

On the other hand, if I let myself go and just create, I don’t create as often as I should to keep food on the table, lol.

Quite the quandary and one I’m not sure how to tackle. It’s going to take some ruminating.