Dear
November,
Continuing
the theme of the week as it seems to be, keeping balance is hard. I've had a very productive day at work, but
it’s left me listless and lethargic to doing anything else. I cooked something for my dinner, crashed
onto the sofa and that has pretty much been the end of my evening. It’s hard to feel bad for enjoying some
quality butt-on-sofa time.
I don’t know
if I have it in me to do my words for NaNoWriMo, but I feel like if I don’t try
then I’m letting myself down. Also,
because of how behind I got last week, I'm never going to catch up if I don’t
get on and do something.
I have given
myself quite a lot of excuses previously about my writing. Now that I have the idea to work on, I feel
ridiculous if I don’t try and get something done on it. That’s the thing about inspiration. It’s so fleeting, I feel like if I don’t keep
with it whilst I have it… I could turn
on my laptop tomorrow and find the moment has gone and I really don’t know
where to go with the story or how to develop it at all. That scares me.
How
wonderful to have fear as a good motivator.
I'm going to call this quits now, make a brew and get cracking on my
piece. You haven’t ask, November, but I'm
at just short of 24,000 words now so, at this moment, I'm 6000 words behind
schedule…
Think I need
to do something about that.
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