a life for itself
Another late night writing. It’s a long story and work wasn’t even the issue. But I took care of an issue that needed resolution. It took much longer than I’d hoped and that bit deeply into my writing time. I’m hoping I have more time tomorrow to get this work done.
1037 words today. 9815 total.
1371 words. 8778 total at this point.
1290 words today. Started late again. Long day. I was tired and I was writing about theatre and representation in other media and it’s probably too heavy a subject to be writing about on a Friday night after a long week. I struggled to get to 1290 and after a couple of hours, I figured it wasn’t going to get any better. I decided to be OK with today’s output, get some rest, do what I have to do tomorrow, and then come back strong again in the afternoon or evening. In previous years, I might have decided I had to get past 2000 words, as I had the past couple of days, or at least to 1667. But this time around, I let myself off the hook for the night. NaNo isn’t a sprint and it’s perfectly fine to have leaner days behind the word processor. I can make up for today down the line, should I need to. Hey, I should be a writing coach.
Day 2 did not go nearly as smoothly as Day 1 did, but I got a good chunk of writing done.
I was not planning on doing NaNoWriMo this year, but I got talked into it. I’m working on a few plays right now, with more I want to work on once I get some drafts done of the ones I’m already working on, so writing a novel this month wasn’t in the plans. But, since my writing outside of my drama has been suffering some lately, I let myself be persuaded to participate.