I'm not exactly sure why, but I have written less every day since the start. Which is odd, since I'm actually picking up the pace, in terms of words per hour, by almost 50% since the start. That just has to mean that I'm writing less words, for less time.
And I'm not sure why. I have written on the bus for the last two days, and actually, I've written OUTSIDE for the last two days as well. Yesterday, I took an outside table at Caffe Nero with a steamed milk during lunch. Today, I wandered through Westminster Abbey and went to the College Garden behind it, enjoying the beautiful autumn day. I was sitting and typing directly under the Houses of Parliament. I felt very cool.. until I felt very *cold* and so I didn't stay more than about 40 minutes.
It was worth it, but tonight I haven't been able to make myself sit and write. Gah!
I hope I come out of this slump. I'm hoping a good drastic plotting brainstorm will help. And that I do the helpful plotting brainstorm soon.
Perhaps the lovely new icons I created tonight instead of writing another 500 words will help.