Today was a great writing day.
I got up, ate breakfast, then typed up the story I had finished hand writing yesterday. I finished that around 1 PM, ate a bit, did some grocery shopping, some general goofing off, some running around and some gardening. I journaled a bunch (deep thoughts about Clarion West and my career) and printed off the short story (the next phase in writing for me is to read the story out loud because my ear catching things my eye misses.)
I grilled chicken and hamburgers, then got back into writing. I just completed the hand-written draft of the next chapter of the novel (The Raven and the Dancing Tiger, also known as TRATDT.) Now — time to do some dishes, maybe watch an episode of something, maybe just read, then to bed. (With the kitty sleeping fully on top of me, freaked out by all the fireworks.)
If I was a full time writer, I’d do the exact same thing tomorrow. First I’d read the story out loud, make minor corrections, and send it off to a first reader or two. Then I’d type up the chapter I finished tonight, take the afternoon off to do stuff, then spend the evening writing the next 3000 word chapter.
I cannot describe how much I want that to be the way my day goes tomorrow. Of course, that isn’t what will happen. I may or may not do yoga tomorrow morning first thing (if I do yoga, I can’t read the story out loud. But yoga might be good for my shoulders and hands after so much writing.) Then it’s day job for most of the day, and a lot of work at the day job. I’ll probably finish typing up the new chapter tomorrow night and won’t write the next chapter until the day after.
I’ve decided to push on the novel at this point, see if I can finish it by the end of July. Writing 3000 words at a stretch isn’t too bad, particularly since I have a really good idea of where I’m going now. We’ll see.
But my new goal is 9000 finished words a week, three chapters, hand written and typed. Starting next week, that is. The first part of this week was taken up with a short story instead of a chapter.