How I did on last week's goal: I skipped last week because my children passed on their preschool plague and I was sick for almost two weeks. So sorry I did not get around to comment the week before! We all ended up on antibiotics with various complications. Such fun :)
My goal for this week: 2,000 words. Not go to the doctor's office (they are starting to think I am a stalker).
A favorite line from my story OR a word or word/phrase that sums up what I wrote/revised:
Stalled due to sickness.
The biggest challenge I faced this week: Being stuck in the house with two sick toddlers. It was no joke, my friends. I had fever dreams about reading Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? over and over and over again.
Something I love about my WIP: I love that I am ready to get back into it. I couldn't write for the last couple of weeks, but I did think about it a lot, which was fun.
How I did on last week's goal: So close! I wanted to hit 5,000 and I got 4,500.
My goal for this week: Write 2,000 words and survive two sick toddlers (it's winter here and we are getting all the preschool germs).
A favorite line from my story OR a word or word/phrase that sums up what I wrote/revised:
A quick peek in the mirror told me that I looked like exactly what I was: a Medusa-haired loser with ice cream stains on her shirt, melted chocolate on her nose, and (oh sweet baby Kardashian whose name I cannot remember right now) no pants.
No. Freaking. Pants.
I’d just thrown a cat at Ben Easton and then shown him my underwear.
This was bad on many levels.
The biggest challenge I faced this week: The total and complete lack of a montage moment. You know in Footloose when Willard is learning to dance and it all happens in three minutes and there's a snappy song AND he gets to wrestle with a young Kevin Bacon?
Writing is not like that. AT ALL. It takes soooo much longer than three minutes and some days it is all I can do to stay in the chair and eke out 250 words and there is NEVER a young Kevin Bacon to wrestle with.
Alas. This week was more of an endless slog than a dance montage, but some weeks are like that, right?
Something I love about my WIP Writing: I'm going to cheat on this one and change the question (I'm a rebel, Dotty!)...
I love this community. I have been hit with some real life stress bombs in the last few months, and it's easy to stop writing at times like that. In the past I have done exactly that, but I didn't this time. Reading your posts and getting encouraging comments has really motivated me to sit down and write, and I want to say thank you :)
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How I did on last week's goal: I wanted to get 3,500 words and I did 7,000! This may or may not have caused me to scare the cat with my awesome dance moves. My goal for this week: I am going for 5,000 words this week. A favorite line from my story OR a word or word/phrase that sums up what I wrote/revised:
Begin Again.
After confessing to being a serial early chapters polisher last week I ended up THROWING MY SHINING BEAUTIES AWAY because I realized I was starting at the wrong point in the story, which is why all the polishing in the world wouldn't make those chapters work. Yup, I pulled a Michael Finnegan. The biggest challenge I faced this week: The siren song of Stars Hollow. The only way I can get any writing done is to eschew (I have no idea how to actually pronounce that word. Does it just sound like a sneeze?) TV. Sadly, all I wanted to do this week was curl up and binge on Gilmore Girls until my speaking words-per-minute rate tripled due to overexposure to Lorelai. But I didn't. Because I really want to finish this book. And then I really want to finish the next one. Because I really, really, really want this writing thing to work, and the only way that will happen is if I keep my butt in the chair and my hands on the keyboard. (Sadly, overexposure to Lorelai CANNOT triple your typing words-per-minute rate. Life is so unfair sometimes :)) Something I love about my WIP: I love that I want it so badly. How was your week?
