I wrote 190 words on the vampire book, then hit a wall with it. So I moved onto Penal Earth, and wrote 968. That 968 words were hard work.
Today I wrote 1158 words and I dragged each one onto the page kicking and screaming.
I slept badly overnight. Yesterday I was up for about twenty hours. This afternoon I was doing something that I knew would drain me (that part of my life which I’m not talking about). It drained me but made me smile as well. As did a video chat with my best friend as well.
I’ve a lot to be grateful for. Tomorrow I’ll get up and get cracking again.
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Yeah, sometimes the words don’t want to be written, but doesn’t it feel better afterwards to have dragged them out of your brain rather than let them stay nestled in there? I haven’t counted words today, but maybe 800 or so.
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I know tomorrow I’ll recognise the fact that I wrote despite how hard it was, and that I didn’t just quit because of that. And I think I know how to fix the problem with the vampire story. But right now, it doesn’t feel like an accomplishment. It feels like something that has drained too much of me. I know tomorrow I’ll wake up, get my head down and write, and it’ll feel good again. And I’ll recognise that I wrote when times before I would have just quit for the day. That’s tomorrow though, once I’ve had some sleep.
And yes, i do feel very good about it this morning 🙂