Forgot again
Transatlantic travel will do that to you
The top bunk is still on the floor, the washing machine isn’t spraying water everywhere anymore, we’ve only found one shard of stray glass from the shattered vase. It’s not a bad follow up from last week’s newsletter considering I’ve also been to London for a quick-turn work trip in the interim.
I didn’t do any writing this week. I barely thought about writing except for a tossed off joke about finishing my book on the airplane when the wifi was busted. The ChatGPT prompt “write a strongly worded letter of complaint to United Airlines” doesn’t qualify as a contribution to the second draft of my novel.
Usually I’d feel sheepish about my performance, especially coming after week after week of telling you I haven’t written much. Oddly, happily, I’m just not beating myself up about it this time. Maybe it’ll come later!