So I have been doing this for three weeks straight. This is where it starts to get hard, where I go, "Ugh, could I just take a day off?" And my Muse fires back, cracking her whip, and says, "No! You get your quota done! No days off!"
(Muse: Don't act like you don't like it, baby.)
It's not so much that I am not enjoying the writing or that I even resent "having" to meet a certain deadline. There is just so much I already know I want to go back and fix, change, and enhance. And I don't have quite enough mojo to do both that and churn out 2K words each and every day. I am glad I only have one more week to go, but as with the last post, I am on pace to hit 50K words on 25 Nov. When I do, we'll see what happens.
Nov 15: 1847 words
Nov 16: 2686 words
Nov 17: 2156 words
Nov 18: 1858 words
Nov 19: 1867 words
Nov 20: 2026 words
Nov 21: 1787 words
All right. Once more, into the breach. One more week.
(Muse: And two days.)
(Muse: Don't make me get the paddle.)