Nanowrimo 2: The Reckoning
The goal is five thousand words this month.
I've been working hard to find writing time but I not letting it stress me. That is a great thing about how Nanowrimo almost a game. I've discovered that late-night after a day of baby-care doesn't work well for me.
I've discovered that time can be pressed, squeaking and protesting, into an average day. Also: Damon is a saint among baby-daddies.
For a while I was keeping up nicely with the Nanowrimo one-thousand six hundred six words a day. Eventually life tripped me an I had some low-or-no word count stretches that I haven't been able to do much catch up from. Some days I squeeze in two thousand words, but not often.
So right now we're at the last week and I'm about ten-thousand words behind.
In other words: I. Am. Awesome.
I've averaged a thousand words a day this month. I'm really getting the habit of it. I'm improving my speed, and I like a lot of what I've put down.
I still have this vague, lottery-player hope that I'll somehow double my speed over the next week and I'll "win" Nanowrimo by reaching that fifty-thousand word goal.
Hope and pressure make my fingers dance on the keyboard -- but winning this one is really not the point.
I've been working hard to find writing time but I not letting it stress me. That is a great thing about how Nanowrimo almost a game. I've discovered that late-night after a day of baby-care doesn't work well for me.
I've discovered that time can be pressed, squeaking and protesting, into an average day. Also: Damon is a saint among baby-daddies.
For a while I was keeping up nicely with the Nanowrimo one-thousand six hundred six words a day. Eventually life tripped me an I had some low-or-no word count stretches that I haven't been able to do much catch up from. Some days I squeeze in two thousand words, but not often.
So right now we're at the last week and I'm about ten-thousand words behind.
In other words: I. Am. Awesome.
I've averaged a thousand words a day this month. I'm really getting the habit of it. I'm improving my speed, and I like a lot of what I've put down.
I still have this vague, lottery-player hope that I'll somehow double my speed over the next week and I'll "win" Nanowrimo by reaching that fifty-thousand word goal.
Hope and pressure make my fingers dance on the keyboard -- but winning this one is really not the point.