Falling off the Wagon

I’m pretty sure that I should no longer declare that I am going to participate in NaNo, because those months tend to be amongst my worst writing months lately. I last posted an update here on August 8th. At that point I was thoroughly excited about a brand new project and raring to go.

Then work went insane (as day jobs often do). It’s the end of the summer, and students return soon, and there are a million things to be done by three weeks ago… so it’s a bit overtime and stressful of late. Which means, no time (and no brain!) for writing.

Since August 8th, before tonight, I wrote 1,265 words in 12 days. Ouch. I haven’t even blogged here, although I have posts I want to make (I definitely want to write one up about taekwondo!).

I broke through the wall tonight. The stress has fallen away enough that I was able to make sense of the words rattling around in my head and put about 3,000 words into a side project. That felt good. Split, on the other hand, is still languishing for the moment. I’ve written a few words towards the outline, but not much, and I think I do know where it’s going. I’m due to have some of it prepared for a writing group in a week (eek!).

I’m hoping that the dam stress created in my brain is finally broken, and I can start putting in at least 1000 words a day again. Preferably more. I won’t catch up to NaNo pace, and honestly, that’s okay. My whole goal is just to write. A lot. And often.

The important thing is not stopping. And I haven’t stopped yet.

About D. E. Atwood

When D.E. Atwood was in second grade, she finally grew tall enough to see the shelf above the mysteries in the bookmobile. She discovered a rich landscape of alternate worlds, magic, and space and has never looked back from the genres of fantasy and science fiction. When she was twelve, she declared that she was going to be a writer, and share the stories that she saw happening all around her. She wanted to create characters that others would care about, and that would touch their lives, like the books that she read had touched her own life. Today she has combined her interests, creating genre stories about the people who live next door, bringing magic into the world around us. When not writing, D.E. Atwood is a mother (to two children and a cat), a wife, a reader, a knitter, a systems administrator, a roleplayer, and a music aficionado. Sleep, she claims, is optional.
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2 Responses to Falling off the Wagon

  1. Chris Jones says:

    I’m sorry about the stress thing, but the dam metaphor is very apt. I’m sure things will start flowing soon. And, hey, only the nice people will be at writer’s group. 😉

  2. go you! don’t let the stress eat you!

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