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NaNo update, post-TurkeyDay edition
Friday, November 23rd, 2012 03:03 pmThanksgiving caused me to fall behind a little, not surprisingly. Only a little, happily; while I didn't have the margin built up that I wanted, I did have some. And despite four-plus hours of driving and extensive relative-visiting time, I managed to get in 1002 words last night. I'm really rather proud of that.
Doubly so because the whole process has been dragging at me rather. People talk about the Week 2 blues, but it's Week 3 that I've been struggling with. To the point that I've flirted seriously with giving up, not because I can't do it, but because I am profoundly not having fun any more. And the reward for writing myself dry and producing what constitutes a quite decent chunk of words by my standards, and fairly decent ones at that, should not be to chain myself to the laptop and do it again, three or four more times. But then I took a look at my stats. 36,000 and change done, which means a bit less than 14,000 words to go. It'd be a shame to stop now.
I must remember that, if I do this again. Inertia can be your friend if the object's already in motion.
That said, I'm still having to play catch-up today. In a house full of cats who are full of pent-up energy from being stuck inside all day yesterday, and who are taking it in tag-team turns to remind me that if I won't let them ooouuwwwwt, nooowwwwww, I am at least obligated to entertain them. It was sleeting earlier; now it's snowing. Sideways.
Doubly so because the whole process has been dragging at me rather. People talk about the Week 2 blues, but it's Week 3 that I've been struggling with. To the point that I've flirted seriously with giving up, not because I can't do it, but because I am profoundly not having fun any more. And the reward for writing myself dry and producing what constitutes a quite decent chunk of words by my standards, and fairly decent ones at that, should not be to chain myself to the laptop and do it again, three or four more times. But then I took a look at my stats. 36,000 and change done, which means a bit less than 14,000 words to go. It'd be a shame to stop now.
I must remember that, if I do this again. Inertia can be your friend if the object's already in motion.
That said, I'm still having to play catch-up today. In a house full of cats who are full of pent-up energy from being stuck inside all day yesterday, and who are taking it in tag-team turns to remind me that if I won't let them ooouuwwwwt, nooowwwwww, I am at least obligated to entertain them. It was sleeting earlier; now it's snowing. Sideways.
