I've been remiss in updating lately... been in a bit of a writing slump... Week two (the traditional burnout period) came during week 3 (the traditional week of despair and self doubt). Mix them together... it's the pure nasty evil.
fuck that noise. I am over being all whiny and slumpy. I have the
Aeropress, and fresh ground coffee. I have Elvis Costello crooning Alison (My aim is true, too) What the hell do I have to complain about? I'm on the rise. the book, still untitled, is on its way back. Shamelessly, I pull elements out of the false starts of my previous works. Revelations have emerged organically that surprised me. Even in the pit of despair, the book is surprising me - the most important bit about it is that... something. The feeling that you're a conduit for something larger than yourself. When what you're writing can still give you a little adrenaline rush because it's going in a direction you couldn't have ever outlined or anticipated... it's what it's all about.
There is hope.
29k was the goal for today. ended at 29110 - more than 2800 words! Sweet. Carnivale reward time!
Stats
29110 Word Count
4230 Under goal
58.22% complete
20890 Words remain
2089 WPD based on remaining words and days.