Like so many people. This year, I've been easily distracted from NaNo.
I've used excuses like the muse.
I've used all sorts of poor planning and poorer still execution.
Today I did, however, make up a huge amount of lost ground.
4854 in one day.
Most of it this evening.
None of it is worth writing home about.
All of it needs editing.
The good news?
I might just finish before the witching hour.
The better news?
I have much more respect for the outline.
You know the one.
The one I didn't write and didn't contemplate this time around.
I'd do more, but the boss, the Blond, has announced he needs his beauty sleep.
2 comments:
Look at you. Great job.
I'll sending good time writing vibes to you and a little Maui magic.
Thinking of you.
Hunter
Thanks for the support. As long as no one ever reads it, it'll be fine.
I had forgotten what it felt like to let the muse out and do the stream of consciousness thing ... right now there's no form or flow ... just words on a screen.
next time I will outline (and I hate outlines!)!!!
L
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