I need 16,398 words for a win. There are three days left counting today, which means I need to write 5466 words per day to make it. With luck (and a lot of caffeine) I think I can still pull it off, especially since I’m off tomorrow with no plans to go anywhere.
And hopefully by then I’ll have shaken this migraine so I can actually be productive.
My new method of counting words that are hand written but not typing them, just marking a space for them and continuing on with writing the story, is working.
Of course, when it comes time to try to translate my handwriting into something approximating the English language I’ll be somewhat less thrilled with this method and will be wishing I’d done typed it while it was fresh in my mind.
And I’ll be crying an ocean when I have to try to edit this mess into something presentable and coherent.
Still, I seem to be slowly gaining ground and now that I’m seeing the glimmer of a light at the end of the tunnel I’ve even started looking ahead to next month.
So many things have been put on hold this month that I’m probably going to spend most of December getting caught up on stuff around the house, not to mention cooking and baking and decorating and shopping for the holidays.
And I need to get back into editing and revising and I’d like to get back into doing other crafts.
And, of course, I’ll be setting up my writing and editing (and other) goals for next year. I’d like to make them more realistic than this year’s but, yeah, good luck with that, right? I mean, I’ve already overbooked myself for December…
Hopeless.
I’m just hopeless.
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