This week only yielded 5000 words, which was disheartening. I was quite sick, however, which was no surprise to me, because honestly, I budgeted for this. Maybe not an entire week where I was in the ER every other day, but alas I went hard during week one because I knew it would happen. I sensed it. I just can’t sense it in time to turn it off, I guess.
Stomach issues aside, it was a very difficult 5k to pen. It’s a matter of wrapping up the action of part one and moving on to the events in part two. New characters are being introduced, and plot devices are being thrown around to get us from point A to point B. I finished up a great deal of research for a couple of my characters, and there was much planning for the lead-in of part 2, so as far as thought-processes go, it was a good writing week. The thinking bit I was able to do. The part where I actually sit down at the computer and type is slightly more difficult. Even as I write this blog, I feel my wrists ache and fingers grow tired. I’m just not functioning at 100% yet, and that’s fine, but it makes me feel behind schedule, which I hate.
One of my NaNo buddies won last night. She crossed the finish line in two weeks. I won’t compare myself, because I know she doesn’t have the things in her life that I have in mine to keep me from writing, but I am using her as a sort of reminder to keep going. In 2019 I finished early, by almost a week, so I know how proud she must be of herself right now. I know I will be equally proud, whether I finish by Thanksgiving or at 11:59pm on November 30th. Either way, I will be bouncing off the walls.
So, last weeks pitiful work did bring me up to the halfway mark 2 days early. That was something to be proud of. Now, here I am with half a month left and half a book to write.
So why am I wasting time with you guys? J/K. You know I love my blog readers most.