Writing Journal

If I'm truly to finish this Camp project on time, I'll have to have a 12k word day today.  I doubt that's going to happen, but I think I can get to 25k by the time I start my new job on the 6th.  I have about an hour here, then I'm off to lunch with a friend.  Then I'll go home and alternate between NaNo and crocheting until it's time to go to the temple.  (Which reminds me, I need to call my new employer and ask if they know yet which day will be my day off so I can let the temple know because I won't be able to make it next Tuesday, unless that's my day off, but I doubt it.  I don't know...I'm trying not to spiral into anxiety about it, but I have a headache, so focusing is hard and not focusing leads to spiraling which leads to depression, which leads to anxiety....trust in God.)

After the temple tonight, I'll go back to crocheting and writing in spurts.

Okay, now I'm off to write!

Update: I'm back, after about 300+ words.  The headache has beaten me.  I have to leave in about 20 minutes to meet a friend for lunch.  I'll just surf the net, maybe journal until then.

Writing Journal

I need a plan for the day.  I also need to pee.

Now that that's been taken care of....

I wish that the Word Sprints Twitter account was more consistent with their operation hours.  Although, lately, the tweets I have been seeing after the fact have all been for thirty minute sprints.  Um, those are not sprints.  Those are races.  So they probably wouldn't be very effective for me, anyway.  Oh, well.

My plan for today is to do twenty minute sprints of my own.  I'm getting bored...no, that's not the right word.  German is probably the only language with a word for the feeling I'm about to describe. Trunky comes close.  I want the story to continue, but I also don't want it to end.  I want to get to the next scene, but don't want to leave the one I'm in.

So, twenty minute chunks of time until I either hit the halfway point or my sister lets me know she's close to being in town.

9:00 to 9:20 -- write
9:20 to 9:40 -- play
9:40 to 10:00 -- write

So on and so forth.

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Update: I did pretty good at sticking to the twenty minute time slots.  Did some research and am less pantsy about my story now.  I did get to about halfway, though, so I'm gonna call it a morning.  Go home and crochet/watch things and do a little bit of laundry and lesson planning until I get a call from my sister to meet her and her husband as they cross the country.

Reading/Writing Journal

In my gallivanting about town lately, I noticed a recreational trail that I hadn't seen the last time I lived here.  Today, I checked it out and took Main Street with me.  Amazing how well so much of that still applies to politics and the socioeconomic situation today.  Well, in the first hundred pages, anyway.  That's all the farther I've been able to get.

I'm allowing myself fifteen minutes to get settled at this Panera before I hunker in to my short story.  That's enough time to finish this up, refill my cup, and empty my bladder.  My goal is to be half way through by the end of tomorrow.  I'm secretly hoping it will be before NaNo tomorrow, but that's the stretch goal.  I have a free breakfast item that expires on Sunday, which means tomorrow it's tomorrow or lost.

My goal during this week's staycation is to do something that would qualify as an update for this blog every day, even if I don't actually go through the effort of updating.

Writing Journal

I've been at this Panera for about two hours and this is the first thing I've written.  My NaNo is still at 8040/25k after last night's write-in.  It might have been more productive if I didn't have to get some eggs for an Easter basket exchange and veggie tray for a potluck at work today, and if I wasn't mentally preparing for an interview that I had after work.  If that turns out the way that I would like it to, I plan to regularly stop at this Panera for breakfast since it's close and traffic in this direction sucks.  If I work at 8, I would need to pack up at 7:30, which means if I'm here by 6:30, I can get in some good words. 

In all reality, I would probably journal.  Which would be okay, too.  And I would probably stop often after work to get some writing done.  It kind of stinks because the prices have gone up while the food selection has gone down.  In terms of what I like, anyway.  Hopefully it doesn't drain the wallet.  But I'm also closer to HPB, like I could easily drive past it every day.

Anyway, I'm going to run to the restroom, then type for a few more minutes and see if I can break 10k tonight.  May have to switch the Rob Thomas Pandora in favor of my YouTube playlist.  (And maybe add his new song to it.)  Yep.  Definitely needing to switch to the

Writing Journal

I'm listening to a new friend tell me about one of her NaNo stories, and it inspired me about an idea for November: Merry Band of Roommates, but from the POV of the seven cats in our home. 

Right now, I'm still kind of working on the dream one for April.  I'm at 1602 words after two sessions.  Not doing so hot, there.  I'll have to average 12-1300 words a day in order to meet my 25k goal.  I'm still in the first scene of the dream, but we're about to do another word war after everyone's potty breaks.