For this writing workshop, I had to produce stuff both before and after my thyroid lobectomy.

There's a clear line in the craft.

With #HPLumpcraft, I was producing lovely writing but not assembling coherent stories.

The moment I threw him overboard I began producing story again, both fiction and nonfiction. I was a better writer with a general anaesthetic hangover than I was with HPL.

Nobody cares about lovely writing. They only care about story.

Flensing the #fmjail introduction. It was co-written with #HPLumpcraft, and uses far, far too many words.

If you're reading that book and don't know that KVM and VMware are hypervisors... you're not qualified to read that book.

2200 words on #fmjail today, bringing it to: 30,400 words!

I spent six months writing the first 20,000 words, and two weeks writing the last 10,000. Bloody #HPLumpcraft messed me up good, it seems.

1400 words on #fmjail in 2.75 hours, including a wash-swap break.

AKA "pre-thyroid nonfiction cruising speed."

Don't want to say I'm healed and that #HPLumpcraft was the root cause of my woes, but it's a good sign and a nice feeling. 

500 words on #fmjail in 1 hour. Which is what I consider "tech nonfiction cruising speed."

And did it without mercilessly driving myself.

Ditching #HPLumpcraft seems to have done me good.

Bad day. #HPLumpcraft getting its last jabs in.

I'm lucky to live in the age of modern medicine, but still... shit.

All right, #HPLumpcraft.

Let's do this thing.  

#HPLumpcraft has decided that sleep is something that happens to other people. Only a few hours for the last few nights.

Took .125 mg Xanax last night to try to bludgeon myself unconscious. It worked.

Today? 🧟 :flan_braaains:

Stupid #HPLumpcraft, messing with my sleep cycle.

5828 minutes until #HPLumpcraft gets the axe.

Yes, there's a chance the axe will take my head with it. Totally worth it.