I’ve been a bad writer. And a bad blogger. I am appropriately shamed, have no worries. My excuse is that I’ve been busy job searching and learning my way around a new state. It’s an excuse in it’s purest form. I’ve had time to sit down to write or blog and just haven’t done it. That’s it. That’s all. I’ll wear a paper bag over my head now. Promise. Writing…right. That’s what this is supposed to be about. As of today, I’m just under 60,000 words into my WIP, currently titled Through the Ghost. I want to get to the 80,000 mark so when I cut stuff out during the oh-so-anticipated editing process I won’t be worried about cutting too much. I have a very rough outline for the rest of the story but I’m having a hard time getting my butt into gear to actually finish it. Procrastination, thy name is Angeline. I did Nanowrimo this year for the first time and won so that’s a plus. Of course, none of that was written on the book I’m trying to finish because that would’ve been way too easy and would’ve made too much sense. I participated in Camp Nano in April and July this year. Those were my first Nano events and I have to say I prefer the comradery and social aspect of Camp over regular Nano. I work better with the pressure of knowing someone is checking in on my word count every day. So how goes it, fellow writers? Anyone else putting off writing and refusing to believe that whole “just write it!” advice we all see so often?
December 16, 2014
Quick. Someone smack me.