Today was, by all appearances, an utter wash. I slept really poorly and was too tired to think, so after sitting at the computer for an hour and writing 67 words (two of which were “CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE”), I went back to bed for two hours. I finally dragged myself back to the computer, not at all full of confidence, at a quarter after 3 this afternoon. I figured if I could get a thousand words done it’d be enough. Yesterday, after all, was a 6K day, so it’d even out…
Tag: writing
you know…
Under any other circumstances, in any other world, a 2600 word writing day would be _perfectly respectable_. *More* than respectable. And instead, what am I doing? I’m taking a fifteen minute break and going back to work again. I have this fear that when I finally do finish this last push, I’m not going to know how to stop. It’s hard enough to stop my brain from thinking things like, well, if I made a really hard push in August, I could probably get TRUTHSEEKER written by early September… which…
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,…
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…
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…