Today my friend Erica asked me, “Did you finish the novel yet?!” She was excited, like she was expecting me to say yes and then we could both cheer! I love her faith in me, but the answer is… not yet. I had a good writing session last night. It was Daniel’s turn to do bedtime and instead of making dinner for the two of us or folding the laundry or cleaning the kitchen, I ignored the sight of all the undone things and worked on a pivotal scene in the final third of the manuscript. I didn’t think too hard, just drafted at a quick pace. I need a handful more solid sessions like that — not long, 30 to 60 minutes, but focused — and this draft will be done.
No slumps allowed
No slumps allowed
No slumps allowed
Today my friend Erica asked me, “Did you finish the novel yet?!” She was excited, like she was expecting me to say yes and then we could both cheer! I love her faith in me, but the answer is… not yet. I had a good writing session last night. It was Daniel’s turn to do bedtime and instead of making dinner for the two of us or folding the laundry or cleaning the kitchen, I ignored the sight of all the undone things and worked on a pivotal scene in the final third of the manuscript. I didn’t think too hard, just drafted at a quick pace. I need a handful more solid sessions like that — not long, 30 to 60 minutes, but focused — and this draft will be done.