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anywherebuthere wrote:15,000 words, took a bit of time off on Sunday because I just needed some breathing room.
I'll catch you yet!
*lags further behind*
anywherebuthere wrote:
Jumping around has helped me a bit. Ran into a bit of a block trying to get from point A to Point C, so I just said "FUCK POINT B, I'll get to it later!"
Same here. I'm operating under the assumption the missing bits in between various scene will all just write itself at some point. I have enough established for the end that I have ideas for where to go with the main narrative, but have still left enough unfinished to where I can still be surprised by where the story takes itself as it progresses.
A) Keep writing in an attempt to catch up with anywherebuthere (I'm on a bit of a roll right now)
B) Go and make 2 lbs of fudge
C) Both of the above, which will most likely result in the fudge overflowing out of the pan, being overheated and, at a later date, get it all over my keyboard as I attempt to write and eat at the same time
A) Keep writing in an attempt to catch up with anywherebuthere (I'm on a bit of a roll right now)
B) Go and make 2 lbs of fudge
C) Both of the above, which will most likely result in the fudge overflowing out of the pan, being overheated and, at a later date, get it all over my keyboard as I attempt to write and eat at the same time
Make your fudge...I was only able to get up to 16,500 today...
Hey, I'm going to try this. Take a look at my story. I think it's pretty good. Probably will become a movie. Enjoy:
"Sigh" said Sarah Jubblies. Sarah was one the most educated women in the world with a law degree from a fancy college. Yet with all her fame and fortune she was forced to cover her fun bags. Her cantelopes were considered cantenopes in America. "Why?" she thought (to herself) "can't I go topless like males can?" On hot days she was forced to keep fun bag land closed for business while men paraded around without their shirts.
Well, no more!! she demended. "My covered mammories are distant memories. I shall file suit. My fight is to pass law allowing women of all genders the fredom to show off their floaties. Except ugly chicks."
That's the first part of my story. My family thinks I'm every bit as good as William Shakamasphere.
anywherebuthere wrote:
Make your fudge...I was only able to get up to 16,500 today...
HATEHATEHATE!!!
Bah. I was done anyway. Wrist cramps.
Well, it's the end of Week One, how did everyone do?
I just noticed a mildly disturbing trend. With the exception of Day One (in which I was fanatically trying to get ahead) there is a direct correlation between how much I wrote compared to how much my day sucked.
steverules wrote:Hey, I'm going to try this. Take a look at my story. I think it's pretty good. Probably will become a movie. Enjoy:
"Sigh" said Sarah Jubblies. Sarah was one the most educated women in the world with a law degree from a fancy college. Yet with all her fame and fortune she was forced to cover her fun bags. Her cantelopes were considered cantenopes in America. "Why?" she thought (to herself) "can't I go topless like males can?" On hot days she was forced to keep fun bag land closed for business while men paraded around without their shirts.
Well, no more!! she demended. "My covered mammories are distant memories. I shall file suit. My fight is to pass law allowing women of all genders the fredom to show off their floaties. Except ugly chicks."
That's the first part of my story. My family thinks I'm every bit as good as William Shakamasphere.
Hate to burst your bubble, my friend, but here in Ontario, we women can walk around bearing our jubblies for all to see, thanks to a fairly recent ruling deeming that it was unfair to only allow men the right. Thus, your story has an immediate plot issue.
Now as for the law preventing ugly chicks from showing off their floaties, I'd sure be happy if there were some way to prevent that crazy old woman from strutting topless around the downtown core... Hmm...
Pillywiggin wrote:Well, it's the end of Week One, how did everyone do?
Off to a slow start... I'm at 2,500 words or so. I think for the next chapter I'll just write "I am a fish" a couple hundred times to bring the count up.
12,674 words. Back to working on the main narrative now. The ending is complete. The only problem with that is now I don't feel particularly pressured to knock the middle out. Working out of sequence has its pros and cons. Strating to feel vaguely restless and dispirited, which I'm going to attribute to spending so much time in front of the computer. Not that this will change any tomorrow.
I start my new job on Weds. and am going to devote as much time as I can to getting as big a lead on this thing as possible, thereby anticipating any slowdown due to work. I'll probably be up the rest of the night writing, because I'll have to force myself to sleep at a decent hour tomorrow night.
Grrr. In a way, I wish I had never started this damn ting, but I have to see it through.
Pillywiggin wrote:I just noticed a mildly disturbing trend. With the exception of Day One (in which I was fanatically trying to get ahead) there is a direct correlation between how much I wrote compared to how much my day sucked.
I never seem to write on good days.
Maybe it's that your "bad days" are really busy? I always find the best motivator is the knowledge that you have something you should really be doing instead of writing/drawing/etc.
