The bear wrote words

206 fiction words, 325 total words

Yesterday was better in terms of words, certainly.

206 fiction words, 325 total words

Today is shopping and finances and dishes and trash day, so I’ll be busy. There shouldn’t be a lot of additional-

I’ve wandered away from this site twice trying to write this post. I’m done.

Have a great Sunday!

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Um…there was a bear.

12 fiction words, 321 total words

I’m lying. There was no bear. There was Minecraft, and we haven’t found the polar bears yet.

Technically there could have been a bear, I suppose, but let’s be honest. I’m still procrastinating on the wither skelly farm that I need for beacons so I can finish the stupid slime farm.

12 fiction words, 321 total words

TWELVE.

*sigh* I’m ahead tonight with 28. I have no excuse.

Bai!

Missing

Something has been misplaced in the house, and it’s either been moved by a butthead cat, or by a sleepwalking youth. I’m leaning toward the latter, actually, but I’ll be on edge until the item reappears.

I wrote last night with no television (and no fan, which has no bearing on anything except eventually I got hot and tired), and it went better. I knew it would. I started hacking away and got 500 without even trying, but then I got distracted.

Oops.

743 fiction words, 966 total words

I used a trick learned from my writer friend Erin, and being so close to a round number, I kept on typing. I stopped just past 26,000, which felt good. I thought about trying for more but then got it in my head that I would write in bed (didn’t happen), so shut things down and went on up.

I’m going to start searching for the missing thing some more before leaving for the office. It’s just so strange.

Wake Up

303 fiction words, 721 total words

Day two of waking when I want instead of when the alarm tells me I’m out of time. I had some crazy dreams this morning, though. I don’t remember them particularly well, thankfully.  (Yep. What I do remember is creepy enough that I don’t want to remember more.)

Writing was frustrating last night. I feel stuck, or lost, or out of ideas, or unable to write myself out of this corner. I am confident that it’s a result of my short writing sessions. When I’m only able/take the time to write 300 words or so, it’s impossible to get any momentum. So this is a problem of my own making and would, quite likely, be remedied by turning off the damn television when everyone goes to bed.

303 fiction words, 721 total words

Better than yesterday, but I’m still not happy. Will try again today.

Reasonable Hours

178 fiction words, 363 total words

Everyone’s definition of reasonable hours of wake and sleep are different. DH goes to bed around 8 p.m., while I prefer later hours, like midnight. The youths have had a 9 p.m. bedtime for ages, but Junior Youth is developing a distinct preference for later hours with no ill effects, so we can work with that.

I was right when I guessed why I was having trouble sleeping/waking. Well, at least my theory was proved by one night of testing. (Not very scientific, I realize.) I didn’t have any soda, actually, at all yesterday, and I purposefully didn’t have one once I got home (which I wanted, desperately). Getting to sleep was a snap, as usual, which was a relief.

The other thing I did last night was that I deleted all of my alarms except the 8 a.m. one and the 6 a.m. one I keep for everyone else. Technically, I kept the 5 a.m. one, too, in hopes I can get back to early mornings because those are wonderfully productive. But just knowing I didn’t have those alarms available easily helped me get up. I did hit snooze several times, but snooze on one alarm is vastly different than snooze on four.

178 fiction words, 363 total words

Hopefully, a side effect of getting up close to the hour I want is more productivity. Yesterday was not a productive writing day at all. I got to our writing/editing group and had nothing. Something has changed for me there, but it’s hard to put my finger on it.

I’ll sort it out eventually, I’m sure. For now, words.