(I wrote this elsewhere for some good friends but frankly, I think it should be shared here)
I just cranked out 400 words.
That officially makes it 50 days of continuous daily writing.
(2 days at the 350 minimum).
Some stats:
Average word count a day: 376 (rounded up)
Highest day: 670 (Oh wow. Not very high. Thought I had a 1k day in there somewhere)
Lowest day: 253 (I remember that day, within the first 2 weeks and it was a hard one)
I have NEVER in my life written every day like this. I’ve written 20K in a day, I’ve done and succeeded mutliple times at NaNo and one year I did NaNo 2 months in a row to hit 105K on a manuscript.
This feels good.
I feel confident in what I’m writing. I feel confident that I CAN keep writing. I feel confident I can make it to 100 days with a higher quota (350 a day now).
My writing feels good. It feels a lot more consistent.
I look forward to sitting down and writing now. The last few days I’ve been itching to write from the time I wake up.
Damn I like this in myself.
I like myself better when I’m writing.
Thanks guys for all your support.
A note: If *I* can figure out how to do this. If I can find a way and do it…you all can. Just keep writing.
A special note to my inner shithead:
Fuck you shithead! Fuck you sideways and the horse you rode in on. Today, you have NO power over me. I’ve beaten you 50 times, and I will thrash the shit out of you for the next 50! I will beat you if I have to tap out my 350 words on my Kindle while the battery is dying. I will beat you with a crayon and a napkin if I have to.
Do you understand me shithead?
I know you’ll win again eventually. I know you’ll fill me with doubt. I know you will hit me with despair. You will win. That’s reality. That’s life.
That’s fine.
But NEVER AGAIN will you EVER win UNOPPOSED. If you win, I will fight you kicking and screaming (and I WILL fight dirty)
You’re gonna have to work for it now.
You will win again, but after all that work? I’m gonna get right back up like a balloon clown and kick the shit out of you again.
Fuck you shithead. I am a writer. I will always be a writer and now I’m done talking to you.
I’m off to write some more.
