Category: Writing

Was a bit hard to write for the past few days, although I did try for it. One of the hard things about it is making sure you write every single day, no matter what. It is difficult to know what excuses are invalid (almost all of them) and when you are just tormenting yourself by even trying.

I did end up writing a couple hundred words in the off time. I did sit most days. That is good.

When I first started exercising again, I used to bribe myself with the sauna: Okay, you have to go to the gym, but you don’t have to exercise. You can just sit in the sauna. Once exercise became habit, I no longer need the bribe.

I need to figure out a writing bribe. The important thing is to work on it daily; the unimportant thing, for most of the time at least, is getting 2k words written. Eventually, you will just feel unmoored if you don’t.

At least, that’s what one hopes.

Ugh. Not enough. Too much mucking about on the Interwebz.

Didn’t help that the scene ended early as well.

Still. They’re on the Atlantic. That has to be good right? They’re on their way! ten days to Trieste!

Was really hard not to blow off writing for research today.

Who knew Trieste was so interesting?

It’s still writing a lot faster. I just need more info on the steamship – so much on third class and first, so little on second class passage.

We’re back to adventure.

When I started this story, I somehow wanted to end it in the Himalayas. Even thought I felt it was kind of absurd.

Well they spent far too much time in Brooklyn, but at least I should get them to Istanbul soon enough. Maybe they’ll make it all the way to Nepal. Who knows?

The part one is hopeful thinking.

Need a break now though. Not getting more behind, but could use another makeup session before sleep.

Kinda wanting to go to Egan’s though. It’s a beautiful night for the deck.

It’s unlikely I’ll get to write Monday, let’s see how far I can get this weekend on this.

Not sure what my next direction is. Need to sleep on it, before I continue with the new chapter. Have a vague idea.

For some reason, I write really really fast to Godspeed you black emperor.

As in: 1750 words in about 45 minutes.

Weird.

Now I’m worried I’ll get sick of it.

barely squeaking in before midnight!

I’d probably get more writing done if my writing sessions didn’t start with 30 minutes of noodling on the internet….

Would have liked a couple hundred more words today, but this is fine. Probably should try to catch up before I skip another day [or have another light day].

Two sessions. Still behind the count, but hit 20k at least.