It's like pulling teeth

Writing, that is. These past few days have been exactly like that. I've had to drag every single word out and it sucks. I don't think I'm loosing it again (being able to write, that is, like that past few months...), because I've got lots of ideas and I want to write. 

For the last few days I've been at my mum's. There's always people around (my mum, my little sister, or my grandparents come over every single day...), so it's impossible to get some peace and quiet. Thus, I'm not able to write as much. 

I've also been sick. Throat hurting, cough, maybe even fever... so that hasn't helped. My head's been all heavy. 

I've also gone back and forth with myself about Ben's second story. Maybe I should've just added the 7K words I have on his second story to the first and end it. Or maybe I should do as planned and write it out, end with the holiday I'd originally planned to end it with. OR I could make the holiday its own little novella and exchange POVs between Ben and Leo. 

I don't know. Right now I'm writing this as Ben's second novella. We'll see where it takes me. I'm 7K into it right now. I'm going back home tonight, so I hope to get back to writing properly then. 

Tomorrow I'm signing the contract of my new flat, so the rest of the week will be spent packing and cleaning my old one. And writing, obviously! Next weekend, I'm moving, and I hope to make myself a nice little office in my new flat. It has an extra room that can't be used as a bedroom since there's no window. But it'll be perfect as an office! 

I'm looking forward to it. One week to go!