ALMOST done. I’m expecting to knock it out during the write-in today, along with Chapter 11.
Yeah, Nine happened last week, quickly and stealthily. Like a ninja.
This process might be getting easier.
The next obstacle will be
ANXIETY! (The words ‘separation’ and ‘anxiety’ will forever be linked. Motherhood.)
And all that drama that I just don’t do, not in real life anyway.
But I’m going to suck it up and conquer my fears and be
Without the all caps. I swear.
Not the kind of drama I meant, but it’s true, nonetheless.
The monster is DEAD.
Chapter 7 is WRIT.
Wassup? Take that, stupid trepidations!
Also, I signed up for my first NaNoWriMo, which means I’m committed to at least 1667 words a day. Yesterday I did 3500.
This marks the beginning of a new modus operandi:
Write November; edit December.
I’m trying to make peace with the rough draftiness of it all. The peacemaking needs to wrap up in the next hour, because I’ll be at my first NaNo write-in, typing frantically with a bunch of other NaNo heroes at the library around the corner. Onward.
Let’s bag us a Chapter 8.
Yes, I am still writing Chapter 7.
I’m writing it, and that is sufficient.
It’s not important that it happens to come out in tiny pieces, all over the map.
It’s not important that I’m bad at jigsaw puzzles. Like Chapter 7.
It will come together in the end, and it will be acceptable.
Just keep writing.
P.S. You must try Write or Die. They have a free web version, if you just want to give it a spin. I’m in love.