Day 29 - I'm Going Slightly Mad

Okay, the title of this post isn't completely applicable, but I know my future self would deeply regret not commenting on the 20th anniversary of the day Freddie Mercury died -- which was actually five days back now -- so I threw in a little Queen reference just for good measure.

But it does kind of apply, because I am totally banging my head on the wall right now. The manuscript is just this {------------} far from the big climactic set piece at the end. Which is good. The problem is part of my wants to just tear into it, and the wiser, more measured part of me keeps holding back, thinking of the outline, of the pacing, of what needs to be established and accomplished to make this work. More than once today I had a little brainstorm moment hit me at school, and I had to hang onto it with both hands until I had the chance to dig out the phone and send myself a quick e-mail so I wouldn't forget the idea. Because when that happens? You have the cool idea strike and then you forget it? SUCKS. So much.

I would love to just knock my way through that 60,000 word wall tonight, and it's possible I can, but... arrrghh. Outline... mapping... resolution of building characters... moments of truth....

Maybe the title here fits better than I first realized....

Day 25

It's nice to meet the goal, but I so wish this meant that even just this first draft was actually finished.

Day 18 - Opportunities

It's Friday afternoon. My weekend is light. I only have a few things to do around the house, a couple of errands to run, and most importantly, NO SCHOOL WORK. Next week is the best week of the year -- the week before Thanksgiving. It's awesome because it starts on a Monday and ends on a Tuesday. And even better, I have all of my plans set. I can show up Monday morning, look at my desk, and see everything ready to go.

So this means I have a huge opportunity to get some big time writing done over the weekend. I'm a little off my 2,000 a day pace because (a) I had my 3rd night of parent teacher conferences Wednesday so I was just too sapped to try and write when I got home, and (b) I decided to take Thursday night off on purpose so I could get all of my school work done and open the weekend for writing. Brilliant plan. I'm refreshed, energized, and know exactly where I'm going. It's just a matter of what kind of word count I'm going to put up over the next couple of days, and with so much time and so few other commitments, I have high hopes of covering a lot of real estate.

So if you read this from the link off Facebook, go ahead and post an encouraging comment or a like. Keep me focused. Keep my honest. I want big numbers by Monday morning, and it doesn't happen automatically.

Okay. Enough of my yakkin'. Here we go....