Up and Down. Down and Up.

Yes, I increased my projected word count for the story. Yes, I've decreased my target word-a-day goal.

I realized yesterday that was going to go over 90,000 words for this draft. The novel might still end up at around 90,000 once I've finished the rewrite, but the first draft is going to run over. I picked 100,000 words, even though I don't think it will reach that point, because it was a nice round number.

I've also decreased my daily goal on a temporary basis. I am reasonably sure I can maintain 1000 words a day minimum until we leave for Oklahoma in next week, despite al the preparation and housework I need to do between that point. Once we go to Oklahoma I plan to try and stick to at least 500 words a day, just so I don't lose all my momentum, then back to 1500 a day once we return.

That's the plan, though I suspect no one but me really cares.

I've been feeling weird and out-of-sorts lately, like there's a terrible storm lying just beyond the horizon and I know it's bringing something awful, but I can't tell what.

Seriously. I know it's stupid, but there it is. The only thing that's been keeping me sane and focused is the writing, and that's been going poorly the last couple of days. I had the most horrible night's sleep last night, and today I've got the shakes so bad you'd think I was a junkie coming down and crashing. I'm hoping having everyone over tomorrow for gaming will help settle me. Friendly faces are a good thing.

I think part of the problem is that the writing isn't going well right now. I've reached another tough stretch, were the characters have to come to terms with some things and some stuff needs explaining. I'm trying to write it, but I've got this terrible sense that I'm botching the whole thing. Still, there is nothing to do but move forward and hope for the best, remembering there is always the rewrite to come where I can attempt to repair what is broken.

I also suspect holiday anxiety has set in, making me twitchier (is that even a word?) than normal.

There is another thing going on with me as a writer, an fundamental shift in the way I look at what I'm doing and the approach I'm taking to my career, that is throwing me off as well, and will continue to do so until I come to terms with it.

But that's a post for another day.

I'm going to open my WiP and try to bull through all this.

Good-luck to us all.

Up and Down. Down and Up.

Yes, I increased my projected word count for the story. Yes, I've decreased my target word-a-day goal.

I realized yesterday that was going to go over 90,000 words for this draft. The novel might still end up at around 90,000 once I've finished the rewrite, but the first draft is going to run over. I picked 100,000 words, even though I don't think it will reach that point, because it was a nice round number.

I've also decreased my daily goal on a temporary basis. I am reasonably sure I can maintain 1000 words a day minimum until we leave for Oklahoma in next week, despite al the preparation and housework I need to do between that point. Once we go to Oklahoma I plan to try and stick to at least 500 words a day, just so I don't lose all my momentum, then back to 1500 a day once we return.

That's the plan, though I suspect no one but me really cares.

I've been feeling weird and out-of-sorts lately, like there's a terrible storm lying just beyond the horizon and I know it's bringing something awful, but I can't tell what.

Seriously. I know it's stupid, but there it is. The only thing that's been keeping me sane and focused is the writing, and that's been going poorly the last couple of days. I had the most horrible night's sleep last night, and today I've got the shakes so bad you'd think I was a junkie coming down and crashing. I'm hoping having everyone over tomorrow for gaming will help settle me. Friendly faces are a good thing.

I think part of the problem is that the writing isn't going well right now. I've reached another tough stretch, were the characters have to come to terms with some things and some stuff needs explaining. I'm trying to write it, but I've got this terrible sense that I'm botching the whole thing. Still, there is nothing to do but move forward and hope for the best, remembering there is always the rewrite to come where I can attempt to repair what is broken.

I also suspect holiday anxiety has set in, making me twitchier (is that even a word?) than normal.

There is another thing going on with me as a writer, an fundamental shift in the way I look at what I'm doing and the approach I'm taking to my career, that is throwing me off as well, and will continue to do so until I come to terms with it.

But that's a post for another day.

I'm going to open my WiP and try to bull through all this.

Good-luck to us all.