Good intentions and all that…
Today I had plans to write a lot of words. Of course, then I started in on one of my stories, did two 5 minute sessions that have been two of the slowest I’ve done since I started the 5 minute sessions a few days ago, realized the scene wasn’t working, and spent the better part of most of my day trying to get it going in the right direction.
I started out with a less than 200 words, went in the hole, went up to 340 words, dropped back to -117 words, made it back up to 126 words, then said to heck with all that, deleted a chunk, and I’m now sitting at -552. But it’s 6:10 PM now.
Son of a bitch. I feel like it’s going to be impossible to get even halfway to where I wanted to be at the end of the day.
That said, this day isn’t over, and I’m going to do the best I can.
I’m still chasing the 200 words in 5 minutes goal, so there’s that too.
I’ve just pulled myself out of the wrong zone! It’s 7:23 PM and I’ve just spent the time between 6:10 PM and 7:23 PM tidying up my tags on this blog—and it felt like 5 minutes!
What I’m learning is that I can’t do anything online when I’m supposed to be writing. Getting into a zone while tidying tags is, well, embarrassing. Why couldn’t it have been my writing, huh?
Shrugging it off and getting back to work. This day hasn’t whipped me yet.