I was asked yesterday to use someone’s computer to find some pictures and email them or put them on a flash drive, CD, or other removable media. Since the computer kept ejecting the flash drive before things could be copied, I went with CDs.
I filled 15 CDs with photos and videos. Actually, I filled 10 CDs with videos, only 5 with photos. Thankfully, the second part of that project is being taken care of by others (although it’s not entirely out of the realm of possibility that I get called in on it again – I dearly hope that doesn’t happen).
At home, I struggled to find the right “mood” for writing, which is completely stupid because I know that I can’t wait for that. I should have spent my antsy time cleaning off the stupid desk instead. Then I could go sit there and not have an excuse. Which reminds me, I have to ask a friend a favor about some Internets. If I could find the computer. I don’t see it. That’s not a good thing.
I managed a paltry 95 fiction words (440 total with blog posts), and a separate, not counted in any total but its own, 558 freewriting words. I have an idea for a session tonight – “What would I write if everyone I know was dead”. That’s a morbid way to put it, but essentially, I want to think about what I’d write if I stopped worrying about what I think everyone else would think about what I write.
Also, my daily average is back down to 474 words per day in fiction. I must drag that number back up by its stringy, unwashed hair.
That’s all I have for now. I’ll probably grab a photo at Wegmans, and I will remember to bring a paperback for my friend Erin, if she makes it, so she can have the pleasure of snicker-snorting through a Julia Quinn romance.
Every week I need to go search for the stat block I used the week before. I never come prepared, I just start typing and then think, oh! Hey! I need that thing!
Yesterday was fun, with a spur-of-the-moment trip to IKEA. I knew before I went exactly what I wanted and where it was in the warehouse, but then I spent five minutes once we’d found it waffling between the wood that matches my house, or the wood that matches some of the other furniture I’ve purchased from there. I went with the former, and the cushions on the chair I bought matches the latter. It should all be good.
Yesterday I wrote 254 words, for a total of 455. My fiction average is 480, down again from the day I got it to 499. I also wrote 1,077 freewriting words, which I’m not going to total with anything else except itself. It was immensely helpful in getting at least a little direction for the last bit of story. I don’t know if it will always be this way, but with the past few NaNo novels I’ve done I start to falter about 2/3 of the way through and lose sense of the story. I start to wander, and this at least has pointed the way to the finish line.
To review the week:
Weekly total words: 4,192
Weekly total fiction words: 2,399
Weekly total blog words: 1,793
Difference from last week: 65%
Weekly rank: 6 (of 9)
Overall, a huge improvement over the week before. And having more fiction than blog words is what I really appreciate seeing. It wasn’t a daily habit, but maybe this week.
Also, what the heck, February! I know it has 28 days, but for some reason, the fact that March is just two days away now is startling. I wasn’t ready.
Always be yourself, express yourself, have faith in yourself. Do not go out and look for a successful personality and duplicate it.
– Bruce Lee
I knew where this stupid story was supposed to go, and then I lost it. I’m going to try some freewriting this morning to pick up my spot, see if I can’t sketch out a plan again. I had a good one. It involved Admiral Fluffybutt. I’m going to sort it out again, I swear.
I chose watching a movie recommended by a friend over writing last night, so I only managed 81 words (265 total), which drug my daily fiction average back down to 484.
I choose to do better today, although I do have a full day planned with errands and photocopying and sorting and cleaning. I can get it all squeezed in if I stay focused on the things I want to be doing and let the things I don’t have on my list wait for breaks.
Not only did I strut around in a tee-shirt this morning and early afternoon for errands, with my car window down no less, but yesterday I was sweating.
It’s February! In Pennsylvania!
Odd, odd stuff.
Well, Friday I ended up writing too late to get many words, but I eeked out 122 anyway. 304 words total. The upside is, I got words! The downside is that my daily average was dragged back down to 492. I’ll need another 1,000 words today to get my average back up to 500.
I can do that. I really can. But will my bok steal my attention tonight or will the words win? Only time will tell!
Taken from the front seat of my car, the sky was brighter when I took the photo than it appears here, but it was taken from my phone, so I suppose you get what you pay for. The youngest female in my household took a series of photos today. If she keeps grabbing at my phone I’ll have to show her how to use The Camera. Maybe go to parks and stuff.