Day 11

I haven’t written yet today, since I was working this morning and tired since then.  I’m thinking of rattling out a thousand words and calling it good.

Yesterday’s WORD COUNT: 24,420

Meanwhile, look!  I have a new page on my blog.  (Be sure to admire my snazzy “more information” flyer.)  If you want anything proofread, I’m your best friend.

Day 6

Today I stopped writing three hundred words shy of my word count.  Why?  Because thinking of stuff to say was harder than pulling teeth.

I am a morning writer.  I write best in the morning, before my inner editor really wakes up.  But I was prevented from having the most ideal sleep by the following events throughout the night and morning:

1. One or more car alarms
2. My wakeful ferret Anastasia
3. The television
4. The neighbor’s television
5. The neighbor’s infant
6. Lawnmowers and weed eaters
7. The new DART crossing

Therefore, I slept until 9:30 instead of 7:45.  And to fulfill a separate deadline, I worked on something different this morning instead of my novel.  In fact, I didn’t start working on Chapter Three until almost 7:00 pm.

More than two hours later, I haven’t been able to finish because my mind is everyplace else.  (This is a deplorably slow pace for me.)  And the sad thing is that the leftover three hundred words will probably take less than ten minutes tomorrow when I’m fresh.

I should have stopped sooner to save myself the anguish.  Yes, I did just write the sentence, “And that’s why Einstein should have been locked in a madhouse!”  But I suppose it takes one to know one.

WORD COUNT: 15,697