Goodness, has it really been over six months since I last wrote here?
Yes, it has been. Oh, my.
Writing-wise, there was very little activity post-BayCon. I wish it had been otherwise, but wishing didn’t cause writing to happen by its lonesome.
Then I accidentally signed up for NaNoWriMo this year. Yes, accidentally. A friend had mentioned that he was going to do NaNoWriMo this year (he failed to do so), and I wanted to add him as a “buddy” to watch his progress. I had forgotten that signing in during the month of October enrolled you in that year’s competition. Urk. At first I was going to blow it off, but the more I thought about it, the more I thought I could turn it to my advantage. One of the habits I wanted to establish was a morning writing practice. Well, here was the opportunity to establish such a practice while facing a ridiculous deadline. Now, I have completed NaNoWriMo several times in the past, and I knew I was going to be able to finish it this time, but if I could start writing every morning, get it to be a routine, then my NaNoWriMo could help me after November was done.
And it did. Mostly. After finishing my 50K words, I was able to continue writing in the mornings. I set a daily goal of 500 words. Or rather, I set a goal to sit at my writing desk and write, and a secondary goal of 500 words. My sweetie helped me by making a calendar with squares for each day big enough to put a sticker on. For every day that I wrote anything at all, I gave myself a silver star. On those days where I hit my secondary goal, I gave myself a gold star. I also gave myself Sundays off because Sunday mornings tend to be very rushed around this household.
For almost all of December I was able to earn a gold star. There were only a couple of days where I earned a silver star, and maybe a day where I didn’t get any writing done at all. I was very happy about that! I also started using a “Light Therapy” box while I was writing (a Philip’s goLITE BLU) and it seemed to be doing a good job of chasing the wintery blues away.
January hasn’t been as good a month for my writing, though. Right after the New Year, I started to have doubts about the direction my novel was heading. I knew I needed to do a lot more world building, but wasn’t making time for that. Then I got sick with the flu that has gone around and found I simply was unable to even consider writing. Since then, my writing has been very hit and miss, with misses happening more often.
The crud seems to be finally clearing from the house, and the morning routine is returning to normalcy. With that, it’s time to get my butt back in the chair and get back to writing.