My Week in Writing #WordCount


So the parents are in town this week, hence the low count. Their arrival both excited and filled me with dread.

A break in writing – in worrying about word count, in trying to figure out how in the hell to steer these characters toward the end of the book when all they wanted to do is screw around (not literally, lol), dragging out the already too long middle – sounded absolutely wonderful.



But the stupid little voice in my head – which some days I’d like to stab with a pointy object – said what if this break made the block I thought was gone but really was like, “Haha, maybe I am, maybe I’m not. Let’s play it day by day, shall we?” come back in full force? What if I came back to writing after the parents left and have to struggle just to write 100 words let alone 1,000?



In the end, I was like…


I may regret my cavalier attitude come Tuesday. May regret not employing “novel engagement” and writing twenty minutes each day. But in the mean time, I’m enjoying spending time with my parents…



… and picturing that stupid little voice bound and gagged.


How was your week?


My Week in Writing #WordCount

The week was going good until yesterday. . .

I lost control so fast!


I fear another I don’t even want to say it is coming . . .

No! Don’t even think it!


And I finished Wednesday’s writing thinking maybe next week I’d try for 1,500 words a day.


Yeah . . . Not gonna happen.

Sigh. It doesn’t help that I just want to be finished with this first draft already.


How was your week?

Week in Writing #WordCount


I’m happy with this week’s count. I lowered my daily quota from 2,000 words to 1,000 words and every day I surpassed my goal.


Sometimes you need small wins in order to accomplish great deeds.


I think I can safely say (in a whisper, lest the Powers That Be hear and decide they feel like flaunting their authority again) I managed to break through my block. ForEVER turned out to only be seven days. Thank God!

And I think I’ll keep my 1,000 quota for the next few weeks to make sure this block is good and gone. All in all this was definitely a good week.


How was your week in writing?

Week in Writing #WordCount

I can’t blame this week’s count on the boss.


The words just weren’t coming. Muse and I were fumbling around in the dark still unable to see what’s ahead.


 FYI, that’s Muse’s expression. I managed to be a bit cooler about it all.



I do know how the story will end, of course, along with a handful of future scenes, and I could skip ahead and write those, but it feels like cheating somehow…


The only way through writer’s block is down the middle. I just happen to be chipping away at mine with a butter knife. It’s going to take forEVER.

My Week in Writing #WordCount UGH!

Have you ever seen a taffy machine at work? How it slowly rotates the taffy around and around. That’s how it felt writing this week.

I’m not sure if my brain was the machine and my muse the taffy, or the other way around. But the words just came soooo slow.  The one day I managed to hit my quota, it took twice as long to get there.


This week’s low count isn’t entirely because of my current pants status or my muse’s taffy fixation, though.

The boss is also to blame.

MONDAY started off okay. I was still positive.


TUESDAY needed some encouragement. I can do this. I can get the work done and still write.





FRIDAY . . .



Yeah, that pretty much sums up my week. How was yours?

My Week in Writing #WordCount

I recently discovered the pitfall of pantsing a novel . . .


I’m stuck.

It started halfway through my writing session on Tuesday and continued the rest of the week.

And I couldn’t help but think, repeatedly, my plotter, pretty colored note cards could’ve saved the day.

A character that had page time some one hundred fifty pages ago has come back to play and I need to remember his mannerisms, the tone he favored, and that particular way he looked at my heroine.

It’d been no big deal in the beginning. When everything about him was up to me to decide as I wrote, but now I have to remember what I created. Inconsistencies can be fixed during the editing stage, I know, but the problem is I can no longer “see” this character. Two months ago I could stick him into any situation and instantly know how he’d act. Now I can’t even remember if he wears glasses.


After two and a half days of trying to write this character along with figuring out how the next scene would go, I gave up and instead spent a day reading his previous scenes, relearning everything about him, and remembering all the places I’d wanted to take him.


I might’ve broken a pantser law, but fingers cross, I have a higher word count next week.