Forgot to even post about ROW80 progress in all the house excitement yesterday.
So the goal I set this round was 250 words a day. It was hard for me to set this goal because I am not one who likes to go backward. I’d been averaging 600-750 a day the last couple of rounds, so to just set the bar SO LOW at 250 words was difficult for me. But I set it. Because with everything going with Daisy and the house and a few other attention sucking things, I just haven’t had my normal level of productivity in me.
And I largely have failed to meet it. BAH.
I’ve written SOMETHING 8 out of the last 18 days, for a whopping total of 2552 words. In nearly 3 weeks! I guess that technically averages out to 319 words a day on the days I wrote. Which is, I admit, better than nothing. But there’s been a lot of writing and deleting, writing and deleting. Which is annoying. Because it’s happened. I’ve lost my mojo and fallen into page fright (and sleep deprivation–how will I ever survive kids?). I’m not under delusions that I’ve suddenly forgotten how to write and that this is anything but a temporary setback, but it’s just…ANNOYING and personally unacceptable.
I’ve done a read through. Made notes on places I can expand and add some color, clarify some relationships. Figured out what needs to go in a scene I’m adding in toward the beginning (waiting on a source to hopefully email me back with some information before I can write it properly). Thought of another thread I need to weave through the whole trilogy. My hero is, in my head, starting to become clearer independent of the heroine (which he needed to) and I’m trying to wrap my brain around what changes because of that, trying to figure out how each of them has changed in the other’s eyes over the last year. I have another major character to introduce in the next scene, and I’m trying to figure out how to present him. So it’s not as if I’m doing nothing. I’m just not satisfied with what I’m doing.
I’ve been trying to decide whether I want to change my goal, lower the bar even more to give myself SOMETHING I can meet under the current challenging circumstances. But y’all. I just can’t do it. I can’t drop it under 250 words. I should be able to write 250 words in 5-10 minutes if I know what I’m doing with the scene and I can stay conscious enough to write them (which, I admit, has been a problem lately–I’m becoming narcoleptic…kind of like I did when hubby broke his leg, though not quite that bad).
So I’m keeping my goal of 250 words minimum for my writing sessions, and I’m adding to that a stipulation that I’m going to SHOW UP a la Andrew Mocete. I’m going to open the WIP and sit my ass down and focus on it, sans internet, sans TV, and probably sans sofa because if I sit down next to a pillow I will invariably slump over onto it, pass out, and start drooling from all the mouth breathing I’m doing because it’s allergy season. I want to spend the rest of April getting back in a groove of daily writing, even if those words are low. And come May, I can look into upping that word count by some amount. I’m under no illusions that I’m likely to get back into a truly normal routine of production until after we move Memorial Day weekend.