Day 79 – Curfew is calling

Day seventy-nine of my 365 Day Writing Project.

Words: 500

Have you ever had one of those nights when you look at the clock after what feels like minutes since the last time you looked, and you realize that almost two hours have gone by? That was me tonight.

I had a goal to go to bed at a reasonable time tonight. It was out of necessity, really. I made the goal for two reasons: 1) I went to bed waaaaayyyy too late last night; and 2) I have to get up extra early tomorrow morning. Because of this goal, I didn’t get as much writing done as I had hoped. Instead, I am making myself go to bed. As I should, since I was continually nodding off in front of my laptop over those elusive two hours.

Curfew is calling and I am going to abide by it. Time to dream about what I will write tomorrow. Good night.

Day 78 – Happily chugging along

Day seventy-eight of my 365 Day Writing Project.

Words: 3,500 (Fri-Mon)

I haven’t had a blog post for a few days but I have still been writing. It was a busy holiday weekend with friends and family visiting from out of town, which made it more challenging to find time to write. I’m happy to say that I did. I took a break from posting on my blog because sometimes the time I spend here interferes with the time I want to spend writing my book. So it was a welcome break from the blog.

Here I am, back again. After 78 days, I am still happily chugging along writing my novel, enjoying the story as it develops. It has been interesting to make so much progress, because I think about what I have written so far and am able to recognize how much work I still have ahead of me. Not only writing the rest of the book, but also the work that will be necessary after the first draft is done. I know it is going to require a ton of time and effort to edit, re-write and shape what I have written into the novel I have been envisioning. And yet, I am prepared for it to turn into something different too.

I find the idea of what I must do to create an end product both terrifying and exciting. I do love a challenge. However, I will readily admit that I have never before undertaken a challenge born from my own blood, tears, ambitions and dreams. This is it. Because it is so, I am as invested in the process as I have ever been. I am deliberately mindful of, and therefore enjoying, each part of the process. Which is why I happily chug along even when I know the road ahead is sure to be rife with difficulty. I’m ready.