Thunderstorms in February

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!

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Yesterday was moving, and throwing stuff away, and getting people in to claim furniture and cabinets, and move more stuff, and I don’t even know, except it took nine hours to get done.

But it’s all over. At least the moving out part. Now there’s a new challenge of moving things in, and straightening up the new place, getting it ready and looking like nobody is there for an inspection on Wednesday, and after that, to hopefully get the place ready for people to work.

It’s going to be a tight fit, but I think we can do it.

At any rate, with the outside work that happened yesterday, I squeezed in 269 words yesterday morning and had a grand total of 599 between blogs and fiction. I hope to do the same this morning, and continue to do so until I beat this cold and have a little more energy in the evenings. I hope to see that by the end of the week.

Oh! And I should review last week here, too.

Weekly total words: 4,266
Weekly total fiction words: 2,331
Weekly total blog words: 1,935
Difference from last week: -24%
Weekly rank: 5 (of 7)

Overall, writing is slow simply because of time. When I have the time to write, I need to sleep to try to get over this cold, or simply because I’m too exhausted to write. The end result is during my usual writing time in the evenings, I’m sleeping. Hopefully it’s just a work sick (working too hard, too much time in and out of the warm and cold temps), and not an actual sick that will drag me down further.

Fevers are not allowed, you hear?

Snow Days

Three-quarters of my family are excused from their obligations today due to the quantity of snow that has fallen from the skies and accumulated on the ground (despite yesterday’s 60-degree temperatures and my desperate wishes otherwise). That’s lovely for them, but my current office job is in such transition that I certainly will be expected to make an appearance at some point. Despite the weather, there is oodles more to accomplish there.

Yesterday morning I wrote 417 words before we needed to rush out the door, and I had planned to write more. Exhaustion sent me to bed at 9 p.m., though, and kept me there for nine amazing hours. I’m rested now, and ready to shovel a path to the car (after wading through the snow to the garage to get said shovel).

I’m looking forward to the shoveling, actually. A little.

Writing Marathon

Yesterday I participated in a 12-hour writing marathon. It actually took place a little longer than that, but that’s what I made it through. I wrote more than I have all year, which was a really good feeling.

I wrote 2,051 fiction words, which is a usual November daily count for me. And I wrote an average 222 blog words, which I got out of the way early in the morning.

Unlike this post, which is coming in at the tail end of the day.

Well, there are still words that are waiting to be written! I’m going to go get on that.

Early hours

The day is still very young, and it has already tried to make an impression on me how it would prefer to go.

On a Saturday when I expect to be out of the house all day in my car, I have forgotten my wallet.

>.<

That is not a particular good sign, but I’ll try to get past it.

Yesterday was a very slow word day. After Thursday’s debacle of enjoying some flavored malt beverages with alcohol additives, last night was full of naps and poor decisions regarding television. My only consolation is that I’m only two episodes from the end of the show, so if I can’t manage to stop turning on the TV for Mad Men, at least the last episode is within sight.

I wrote 285 in blog words, and 61 fiction words.

As I mentioned, today I am out and about writing. I had thought about posting progress updates as the day went along in an Open Post. We’ll see how the day goes – if fiction is doing well, I may just devote my energies there.

I’m running out of interesting titles, so now you get this

Good morning! It’s Friday, a day that is virtually the weekend!

I don’t know what else to say about that, actually. Since I’ve been in “moving mode” at the office, I’ve been wearing jeans and sneakers all week. That’s a treat usually reserved for Fridays, so since I’ve already had four days of that, today doesn’t seem that special.

Huh.

Writing yesterday was restricted to the morning. I made a stab at it in the afternoon, too, but didn’t get very far. So there were 353 words of fiction, and 219 blog words between two posts.

Every day I write myself a note about the day, how the writing went, or something significant that happened in the news. Usually I write something that has happened, but in the morning yesterday my note was “picking up the pace”. Which didn’t actually happen. I changed the note to something more accurate this morning, with the hope that I can steal that note for today. I’ll let you know how it went tomorrow.

Lots and lots of Z’s

I went to bed early last night, at 7:30 p.m. I wasn’t especially sleepy, but my body was tired. I calculated it out and decided if I woke up in the night around 4 a.m. I could declare victory and get up to write, or whatever I wanted.

I woke at 4:12 a.m., but that’s not how sleep works for me. I went back to bed, heard my 5 a.m. alarm and put it to sleep, and then woke up at my usual, “Can’t go back to bed now” 6 a.m. alarm. Ah, well. The sleep was good, and I can’t complain about that.

As a result of the Moving of Large Items that occurred yesterday, I only wrote a little, just enough to keep a streak going. I wrote 139 fiction words. Blog words, though, because I did a month-end review post, came in at 565 words.

I’ve got Pandora playing on the television, and I suppose I’m ready to start the day. I guess.

Bleh. 😉

Packing up the supplies

I’m amazed at how a closet full of supplies can be condensed down into two plastic storage tubs. Admittedly, the toner, envelopes, and folders that didn’t get packed into tubs take up more space than that, but all the little things scattered all over? Two tubs.

Oh, and three trips to the dumpster.

I wrote a bit today, but not the way I would have liked. It was lots of rushing shortly before bed, instead of taking my time and then enjoying some TV as a break.

I wrote 218 blog words, and 626 fiction words. I put my character in the hospital, and now I’m trying to talk her way out of it. I’m pretty sure I’ve just drug in another collaborator into this little secret she’s got, but I haven’t figured out when it’ll be necessary to drag the character into the limelight. If at all.

Today involves a quick meeting, a truck, more packing, and less moving than previously anticipated. One does not want to rush the inspectors, you see.

*smh*

Back at the office

Returning to the office yesterday was nearly not accomplished. After a day of moving, I very nearly called out. Thankfully I didn’t, as I had a meeting and some training first thing in the morning that I’d forgotten about (despite it being written in my office #BuJo).

Writing yesterday did not go poorly, based on recent standards. However I have still to achieve my desired speed. With the move (or my portion of it) over, I anticipate a bit more time in the chair.

I wrote 241 blog words, and 160 fiction words. Things that I chopped out of my story earlier are finding their way back in, which I am pleased with as one scene was particularly fun. I’ve brought the romantic interest back in, but I don’t think this is going to turn into a romance, for once. (I do like writing romance.)

Today should be a good day. The cats have finally stopped terrorizing everything (knocking things off counters, ruining piles of things to be sorted on the floor, playing with items that are clearly not cat toys), and we are fully stocked with food. I think I’ll get back to it, and drag my character out of the bar. She really shouldn’t be drinking in her condition.

‘Tis the day

Yesterday was average. Not particularly bad nor good in any way. I got my writing butt kicked by an article by DWS and got a little angry at myself, which is probably a good thing.

I have more time to write than my excuses let me, but I’m also writing when I have valid reasons to be present doing other things. I’ll mull that over for a bit and find my balance soon.

I wrote 297 blog words yesterday, and 754 fiction words, most of which were in the morning.

This morning I will be brief. I have the day off of work to help family, and I didn’t wake as early as I wanted, so there are a few extra things to squeeze into my day. Have a lovely day!