I’m a few thousand shy of the number I should be at today, but I’m not worried. Things are going great!
I missed a day or two, or three in the last little while. Things have been a bit crazy at work and a bit busy at home, and well, old habits die hard and I’m lazy. I also procrastinate so on at least one of those missing days I decided not to write early on, didn’t write while at work and once home my brain simply shut down. I could have forced it. I’m 50/50 on whether I should have.
I’m not too worried about the count right now.
When I get things right, I put in a solid 2000+ words a day (Yesterday I hit 2300 without too much trouble) and when I get it wrong (but still manage to put words to the screen) I can struggle through and get 1667 words.
On the WIP side, I’m at an exciting part of the story, so putting down words isn’t an issue. I know where I’m going next, and next and next and I want to get there, so when I start typing, it just goes. That feels good.
The draft is pretty cringe inducing but I’m seeing some gems in there. Maybe. I keep reminding myself to not care about it too much. I know what I have planned on the re-write, so I can just go ahead and get the shitty stuff out on paper right now. It will only help. There’s been a few places where I can see myself writing something bad and doing it anyway, knowing that in the rewrite I will fix it, leaving notes on how to fix it and that the words are basically a sign post to what’s really supposed to be there. It’s all good.
I haven’t had a 4 or 5K day yet. I kind of miss the writing jams the old NaNoWriMo crowd used to have on weekends. Time marches on. I still get good vibes now when I sit down and start typing. That’s a remarkable thing. Twice now I’ve found myself smiling at something I find neat that I’m putting down. That’s a good thing.
So. I’m a bit behind, but I’ve been in worse places and it’s not that far behind. I feel good. That 50K is mine and likely I’ll need another 20-30K more besides before I can finally type “The End”.