reading v. writing: fight!

I had sort of sullenly decided I wasn’t going to write today, and that I was going to read a book instead. So I went and looked at the (close to 100) books on the TBR shelf. And then went and wrote 1500 words on my own damned book, because I couldn’t commit to somebody else’s. It’s not you, baby, it’s me. I love you, but this relationship just isn’t going to work. I wanted to be with you, but I can see now that it’s a mistake. I’m sorry,…

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writing and memes

The crash I was waiting for yesterday arrived today. I was SO TIRED. And so now I give up. I need to write 5500 words a day to (theoretically) complete this novel the day before I leave for ComicCon. Yesterday I ended up with a bonus 900 words, reducing today’s necessary count to 4600, but I’ve only managed 4100, and I’m going to leave it at that. Normal people consider 4100 words a stellar day. I, in fact, consider it to be pretty decent, overlooking the part where it’s not…

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look what happens…

Look what happens when I get up early: I write 6400 words. Ted and I keep getting up later and later and I get visibly less accomplished the later I get up, so last night he set the alarm for 6am. This is horrible, but I actually frequently wake up around a quarter to six anyway, so it wasn’t really that traumatizing. And I was writing by 10 to 7, and, although I didn’t write particularly quickly, I did write a lot. Oh, and broke 60K on the book, which…

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