memoir poke and fold

memoir poke and fold

After some progress from 11–1530, I degenerated into continuing my
re-read of Second Foundation. (It'd been years!) Is today over? No—an
experiment in bribes: I told myself I could check the net on my laptop
and watch a show from 2300 to midnight if I squeeze in four (amend
that, I actually wrote "3" in my planner?)  blocks before 2300. I'm
sure it's that easy: as long as my butt is in the desk chair and I'm
engaged with the ms. in some form, then I'm moving forward, and any
form of violence, deceit, or corruption that increases chair time is
in the service of the God–Empress.