Between my health issues, which I’m seeing a doctor today. Yay.
And my several distractions and computer problems . . .
I did manage to complete my word count goal of reaching 30,000 words.
I only got 3 chapters written, but I plan to work on the other seven chapters throughout the next months. However it may not be my main focus.
My computer was biting such a pain with overheating and glitches that I had to write the 5,000 words by hands.
I pushed through. Now my muses have more twists.
On Monday, April 16, I was officially 4,000 over, but Tuesday I hit a depression and anxiety wall causing a major writers block. I haven’t written since tonight, and it’s just story notes for chapter 3 &4.
I hate how I instantly felt like the world was against me and it felt like I left my interesting characters left in the door.
Our (many not nice words) landlord is snapping, yelling, and complaining over issues we can’t control. Grrrrrrr. They can go. . . (Filling in not nice words again.)
I have to do a list of chores and errands and now my head is full of ideas. . . My muses are talking, my character are acting scenes I should be writing at the time I need to sleep.
My goals
My plan. . .
It’s not even day 15, and I’m up 16,905 words.
I don’t write much on Fridays. Happy Friday 13th btw.
So I can’t write until Saturday.
I’m just happy I’ve been able to cook, see doctors, do errands and get that many words down. Dances.
I have a dream of being a successful published author in multi genres. I have different pen names for each.
However I’ve ran into several people who think that writing is not a realistic dream.
To be honest, writing is the major thing I am still alive. . . whether is was writing a grocery list, a journal for self or therapy, or a story. . . I feel most myself when I put words on paper or a screen.
I cannot express how truly important writing is to me. (So important that I am writing through hands cramping and pelvic pain when I sit down. I mean I can go months, even years without sex, but I cannot even go a day without writing.)
I CANNOT be with someone who does not support my writing dreams.
If you don’t believe in art or writing as dreams or that I will be successful with my writings, please move on. I do NOT need negative people in my life.
I met to write this yesterday as it 10:36 am on Day 8, but day 7: I have written 10,105 words.
I gave myself a goal of 30,000 in 30 days.
So I only needed 7,000, but I love being a head. It would be even more awesome if I finish the novella or get 50,000 this month.
I wanted to write over 500,000 words in a year. . . However I also need to find time edit, cook, and do my other errands.
My sleep schedule and my muses motivation keep inter-passing, but I still 10,000 words. I could only imagine what when happen when my sleep schedule and muses work together. Maybe I’ll get 10,000 in one day. I think my record was 12,000 . . . I wrote a chapter and a half.
It just seems that my muses like to write between 1am and 6am, but lately I have been been falling asleep around 11pm. However if I have errands. . . I barely sleep. GRRRR My mind and body work against me. . . Sigh.
I plan to finish chapter 1 today, so I start a new chapter in a new week.
Rebekah Quinne 