Let the light take me in

Goal 1) TAP 2

  • My Goal: 500 WPD, 2000 WPW
  • Where I planned to be: 12,000 words
  • Where I am: 12,006 words
  • On Target or Behind: On Target

How’s It Going:
Once again, saved by the light structure I’ve laid out. Seriously, it’s enlightening. I may even be able to put this at 50k for real this time. I feel like I’ve hit a good groove here.

Free Fallin’

Goal 1) TAP 2

  • My Goal: 500 WPD, 2000 WPW
  • Where I planned to be: 8000 words
  • Where I am: 8073 words
  • On Target or Behind: On Target

How’s It Going:
Finally, back on track.

I really thrashed to get to this point (including writing on Friday, which I was wanting to stop doing, but Monday…didn’t go quite as planned. Not in a bad way though), but thankfully it wasn’t nearly as painful as it could have been. I think what helped is I’ve finally managed to figure out a synthesis of sorts to all the different techniques I’ve learned these past few years. I’ve found there is a fine line between over and under outlining. I may have just struck gold on the sweet spot in the middle.

Needless to say, I have a vague idea where I’m going, and that satisfies my muse enough to write towards something, which in turn gives me the room to make my scenes longer, more descriptive. There’s a skeleton, a light structure to everything that I can hang my ideas on, instead of a complete building minus furnishings or…a large patch of empty land.

It’s honestly freeing, and the words are just flying.

As a side note, I also recently started dating someone, so I may be a little euphoric in general, to say the least.

When will it end? When is it over? And when can I live?

Goal 1) TAP 2

  • My Goal: 500 WPD, 2500 WPW
  • Where I planned to be: 7500 words
  • Where I am: 5490 words
  • On Target or Behind: Very behind

How’s It Going:
Not well, apparently.

I’ve made some bad habits, and if I don’t get my words in the morning before work, I tend to lose all enthusiasm by the evening. Or, you know, forget completely. On top of that, spring semester starts Monday, and…

Well, if I can’t manage to hit my goal now, there’s no way I can do it with schoolwork piled on top.

So I’m gonna modify this a little. Keep the 500 word daily goal, but cut back to 4 days a week, Monday through Thursday. (That’s 2k words a week, for the severely math challenged.) Force myself to sit down and get it done FIRST THING after I wake up and have breakfast. And if I can thrash and actually hit my daily goal the vast majority of the time, I can still finish this draft by June 30th (my original deadline).

Am I still a little crazy? Yep. But if we don’t push ourselves, how will we ever grow?

Title is lyrics from Prayer Position by Periphery. Idk, I’m in a mood. And yes, I’m obsessed.