But wait, there’s more!

The eldest of the younger half of my family is telling me about a dream. Part of it is good plot bunny material – people can buy unborn dragon eggs in the grocery store, and mobs spawn in your hair when you overheat. I may do something with that. Or if you like, please help yourself.

Yesterday was “normal”! I woke, I went to the office, I left the office on time (mostly), I went to my writing group, and I got home at a reasonable hour! I did everything on my list, though not a lot of anything. Doesn’t matter. Routine! I have achieved it!

Speaking of routine, I recognized last night (again? finally? who knows.) that hey – I really was very proud of myself for that month or so last year that I was waking at 5 a.m. every morning, including weekends, and that should be a good enough reason to get my ass out of bed again at that hour. Right? The memory that I was productive and proud of myself for it simply because I woke at a ridiculously early hour – it’s a good reason.

So at 5 a.m. when my alarm went off and I rolled over because ugh, who wants to get out of a warm, cuddly bed when one can go back to sleep for an entire hour, that thought (luckily) flashed through my mind.

I want to wake up at this hour because it made me feel good.

So I did. Hee!

Anyway. Yesterday I wrote 262 words of fiction, and 539 total. I’m pleased to report that so far this morning I’ve already written more than that, andĀ Space Cats from Space Earth has reached 25,671 words total. I have actually written more than that this year alone, and I started in December last year, so I’ve cut quite a few words out. I’m kind of thankful I don’t know how many, though. Go figure.

Okay, Wednesday. Bring on more routine for me, please!

Ack ack thbpt (morning routine lovingly adjusted)

My usual morning routine goes something like:

  1. Get out of bed
  2. Bathroom
  3. Wake others
  4. Feed cats
  5. Make coffee
  6. Wake up

When my routine is interrupted, it’s difficult, and normally will throw my entire day into a tailspin. Not going to let that happen today, though.

A family member is sick, so one of their usual responsibilities falls to me. That’s going to have to be okay, even though I’m not feeling okay right now. It’s a thing. It’s not going to take over my day. (Yes, I’m operating under the “fake it ’til you become it” philosophy.)

Writing yesterday was not bountiful, but went well. Last year I started tracking my words, and I ended up with a lovely spreadsheet full of formulas to get me all kinds of interesting numbers. Here’s what I have to share this morning:

NickifiedĀ – 390
001 (Space Cats from Space) – 617
001 Total – 10,765
Daily Total – 1007
Weekly Word Total – 8,785

Monday is the start of my new week. And so today, I also have weekly totals from the week previous.

Difference from previous week’s totals – 1,719%
Week 2 rank – 1
Weekly average word count – 4,634

Clearly these numbers don’t mean as much in week two as they will in week three. Week one was one day – with 483 words. But it gives you an idea of what I’m tracking. If you have any ideas on anything else I could post about, helpful or otherwise, please let me know in the comments!