Returning to the office yesterday was nearly not accomplished. After a day of moving, I very nearly called out. Thankfully I didn’t, as I had a meeting and some training first thing in the morning that I’d forgotten about (despite it being written in my office #BuJo).
Writing yesterday did not go poorly, based on recent standards. However I have still to achieve my desired speed. With the move (or my portion of it) over, I anticipate a bit more time in the chair.
I wrote 241 blog words, and 160 fiction words. Things that I chopped out of my story earlier are finding their way back in, which I am pleased with as one scene was particularly fun. I’ve brought the romantic interest back in, but I don’t think this is going to turn into a romance, for once. (I do like writing romance.)
Today should be a good day. The cats have finally stopped terrorizing everything (knocking things off counters, ruining piles of things to be sorted on the floor, playing with items that are clearly not cat toys), and we are fully stocked with food. I think I’ll get back to it, and drag my character out of the bar. She really shouldn’t be drinking in her condition.
Yesterday I managed to blog, take a photo, and help finish packing a 4 bedroom, 2,000+ sq ft home, and still squeezed in a few not sucky words. I’m quite pleased with myself.
I am also quite exhausted. I can’t imagine how the folks I helped – one of whom was awake for two days packing – are feeling now. Hopefully happy, but likely also exhausted.
I wrote 177 blog words, and 102 fiction words. The fiction words are as follows because for exhausted words, I liked them and want to share.
She didn’t go to bars as a general rule, but tonight was going to be an exception.
“Appletini, please,” she ordered, sliding awkwardly onto a stool. She didn’t care that the bartender was giving her the sideye at having to prepare something so sickeningly sweet. She didn’t care that she didn’t know anyone around her.
She cared that the drink set before her was suitably neon green in color, appropriately sour on her tongue, and contained some kind of fruit garnish.
Even if it was just a cherry from a jar of sugar water.
Hee! I amuse myself. (Yes, I’m counting those words for today’s blog post. Why do you ask? ¬_¬ )
Yesterday was average. Not particularly bad nor good in any way. I got my writing butt kicked by an article by DWS and got a little angry at myself, which is probably a good thing.
I have more time to write than my excuses let me, but I’m also writing when I have valid reasons to be present doing other things. I’ll mull that over for a bit and find my balance soon.
I wrote 297 blog words yesterday, and 754 fiction words, most of which were in the morning.
This morning I will be brief. I have the day off of work to help family, and I didn’t wake as early as I wanted, so there are a few extra things to squeeze into my day. Have a lovely day!
Mornings when I can wake up by 5 a.m. when I’ve gone to bed by 11 p.m. the night before always feel so damn productive. I only wrote for a half hour, but I got 600 words already this morning, and I’m pleased. That will probably set the mood for the entire day, and I’m grateful for that.
This past weekend, although I’ve already shared a lot of it, was incredibly productive. I walked a lot on Saturday, not only reaching my step goal but my stairs goal as well of 10 flights. It seems like such things should be easier since I live in a 2-story home and work in a building with two levels, but I don’t often get the stairs goal. I also did a lot of driving, got a new set of tires for the car, ran errands (although not the grocery shopping), and was generally busy both days.
Looking ahead, I have a feeling the next few weeks will be the same. There will be lots of moving things, driving, walking, stairs…lots of opportunity for exercise. If I think about it that way, perhaps it won’t seem as much like work.
So words! I did not have a great writing week, but despite an all-time low (for this year) of 14 words, I wrote every single day, and I’m grateful for that. Here are the numbers:
Weekly total words: 3,782
Weekly total fiction words: 1,770
Weekly total blog words: 2,012
Difference from last week: -43%
Weekly rank: 3 (of 4)
Average weekly words: 4,052
Difference in average words from last week: -7%
I’m focusing on the fact that I wrote every day, and not that I wrote less fiction this week than I wanted my daily goal to be at the beginning of the year. I’m going to work up to that. I really am.
I’ve been watching entirely too much Mad Men lately. I wish they had more characters like Miss Blankenship. You may have deduced from the post title that something just happened to her, and you would be right. It was a fairly amusing scene, despite the loss of a character.
I worked out some words last night. I started this story hoping it could be a “right the first time” story, but I’m afraid I’ve made so many changes that I don’t really know what’s going on anymore. I referred to magic in the first chapter, and now it’s pure science. I took out the one reference I found, and I can search for the rest, but have I insinuated something I missed?
I suppose that’s why folks have beta readers. I love my writing group, by the way. Have I mentioned that? I love everyone who shows up because everyone has such different strengths and insight.
On to business: I managed more fiction than blog words yesterday, writing 424 in fiction and 357 on the blog. I’m grateful for the upward swing in count, my best fiction day all week. I’d like to improve more on it today, and hopefully I will have the time because at about 2 p.m. I have an appointment to get a nail removed from a tire. I’ll take the computer. The appointment could take 30 minutes or 120, or more. Think of all the writing I could do!