This week I avoided my novel as I suspected I would when I
wrote about my new blog format. Well,
today is Friday and the format is telling me to report my progress. SLOW. I
put in 34 minutes this afternoon looking through my spreadsheet of scenes. I also took five scenes I played with in June
and added them to my master file. I now
have 87,833 words in my novel. I have an
estimated 30,000 more words to write.
I feel that I might as well have 1,000,000 words to write. Many days, I wonder why I like writing. I struggle with editing. I struggle with getting it finished. Listening to these words as I type, I realize
I am whining. I need to just get to
work. So, I think I have a plan for the
next five days. This weekend I am going
to read the first 100 pages or so of the book.
I will look at the different viewpoints I want to write and start taking
notes. By Monday, hopefully, my muse and
I will be popping with ideas and we can get to work. We will see.
On another note, I had a couple of artist dates this
week. I started a new afghan project, I
created two mosaics, and I scrapbooked about eight pages of the 50th
anniversary album for my parents. The
rest of my idle time has been spent with the daughter and gardening. I am almost to the point of looking forward
to the snow flying so I can spend a good 30+ hours writing. But, off I go to read or crochet or garden or
hum, you get the idea.
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