General update.
Thing that has eaten by brain continues to munch away. Almost finished with chapter two. Cool ideas keep piling up as well, not just for this novel, but for the next one as well.
If I just use words that I’ve typed in so far, the word meter looks like this:
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7,000 / 100,000
(7.0%) |
If I use words that I’ve typed in so far, with a fairly accurate guesstament of written words, the word meter looks like this:
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11,500 / 100,000
(11.5%) |
Pretty cool for a project that I’m not really working on, eh?
I didn’t write a lot on Wednesday — some, but not a lot. Thursday was the first day I didn’t write at all due to putzing in the morning. Friday I didn’t write because for some reason (not even I can fathom why) I scheduled to have my teeth cleaned at 8 AM.
So far today I figure I’ve done about 2500 words. When I finish this break I’m going to try to write a little more. I really only have one more scene to write for chapter two and I’d like to finish it off, so I could spend tomorrow (and the next few days) just typing. As well as rewriting chapter one.
I need to go back to my naturopath on Monday. I’ve run out of the stuff I was taking for my allergies. I don’t have blind faith in herbs, however, this stuff seems to be as good if not better than the Singulair, and without the nasty side effects. One of the reasons why I didn’t write as much this week was because I need to feel good in the mornings if I’m going to write at all that day. When I wake up with a killer headache and completely congested, it takes a long time for the drugs to kick in and for me to feel good enough to write. During the week, when I have to start the day job sometime in the morning, it’s really hard to take that time as well as have time to write. For example, this morning. I didn’t actually put pen to paper until 11, though I’d been awake since 7. I don’t have that kind of luxury on weekdays.
I still love this novel. I still love how it’s coming together. I still love writing in this world, creating and expanding this world. I can’t tell if my enthusiasm has diminished or not. Possibly a little — it’s no longer as bright! Shiny! New! However, I’m still obsessed about it, and that’s carrying me forward. I still feel a tremendous amount of energy about this project.
I’m really happy about my life, where I’m living, what I’m doing. There are things that I’d like to change, that I’m working on changing. My writing process is not the only part of me that’s in transition, right now. I’m happy but not content, if that makes any sense.
I hope ya’ll are having a wonderful weekend!