This time last week, I thought I was starting to find the rhythm of the story.
I was wrong.
The first few days of this week were really difficult. I barely got anything written on the weekend, and it took until yesterday to actually get myself back up to par. I still felt good about the story, but the actual writing of it was… ugh.
But then something shifted, and now I have found my footing with this story. I’m writing a bit faster, and the story is moving a bit more smoothly, and… it’s starting to feel like this might actually work. And I’m starting to get other stuff done, too—I can hit my word count, and then not need to spend the rest of the day mindlessly scrolling through Instagram or Twitter. I can start working on some other outlines, or I can read an actual book with, like, a plot and stuff. I can even play a video game without zoning out after a few minutes.
Now. This weekend (today and Monday included) is going to be kind of awful for my writing. I’m going to try not to fall too far behind, but who knows?
The important thing is that I still really love this story; the characters and world work in a way that I haven’t really been able to manage recently. And somehow, I’m not destroying that in my rush to hit 50,000 words.
I can’t wait to see how it turns out.