I’m already behind on Camp NaNoWriMo. Seriously behind. I set my word count goal to 60,000 words, which is 2k a day — twice what I’ve been doing for my self-challenge. That means that today I should be at 12,000 words and I’m… not.
I have around 8000 words, which is two full days behind where I should be.
Can I make it up on my days off? I should be able to, so I’m not too worried yet. I don’t think I’ll get to give myself a cushion though.
And today is going to be pretty much a no writing day, other than 750words, unless I pull an all-nighter (which I am considering…)
And this is where the “Real Life” part of the title comes in.
Last Monday I got a phone call (voice mail) from the eduction coordinator at work, telling me that my CPR certification was expiring soon and she was teaching a class on Monday the 6th at 10:00 am and she had scheduled me for it.
I was (and still am) furious at the presumption. How dare she decide what I was going to do with my time away from work?
It wouldn’t be so bad if it was at 1:00 in the afternoon and I could do the class and go straight to my floor to go to work. But, no… I have to be there, do the class, come home for a couple hours and go back. Day = shot to hell.
And (back to writing) even while I am fuming about it, and resenting being scheduled without my consent, part of my mind is filing the feelings away for future reference in writing.
(“A writer never takes a vacation. A writer is always writing or thinking about writing.”)
The other part of the problem is that I work the 3 to 11 shift. I’m not usually in bed until two or three o’clock in the morning, which means I’m not usually up until 10:00 — which is when I have to be at the class.
As I said, I’m seriously considering an all-nighter, filled with sugar, caffeine, and five hour energy drinks.
And maybe lots of words.