The last two days were not a high point of the 1K project as a whole, or in general. I always have a crash after my birthday without fail, but it’s surprising how disruptive it is when I have an actual routine that gets bulldozed. I didn’t miss target, though dark nights of the soul made me wonder if this was when I would. What I did lose was my exercise streak, which sucks but I can rebuild that.
On that note, I am shaking up my routine a little bit. For one thing, not so much a change but a firmer hand, I need to blog at 10-11 each day. I let that slip because I did not want to face posting Current Daily Word Count (CDWC) as 0. Pride got the better of me, but the whole reason I do that is a wake up call. The two bigger changes are working out – now at 17:50 each day, not 20:00 to 22:00 – and my personal journal – a 20:30 activity now.
To ease this transition, I am setting alarms on my Fitbit, and for exercise on my phone too, in the hopes this eases a transition. We will see if this makes a difference, but in bed between 21:00 and 22:00 is the dream. If I can do that today – a Tuesday, RP day – then I can do it any day.
Ok, I’m getting back in control now. I have to respect that the end of a project is far more exhausting than I have it credit, and does need a breather.
I have to hit target, so no I won’t be staying at 0 words, but I may just do planning today and that’s fine. Apart from anything while I don’t want to waste time, I have 8,000 words of Taft in the bag already.
A relaxed approach will stop this becoming a chore. Later I can “type of that becomes a chore” because I’ll be typing Volcano as I write Taft. However I do need that headspace so I can be objectively critical.
I am doing fine, but it’s healthy for me to keep accountability alive. No one reads this blog but it means I am publicly accountable. If I start to build a following, this space will be how I am judged along with the work itself.
There is a reason my mantra says “Don’t let this task destroy your health”, and I am quite often producing 1,100 words of story, meaning my 15 day allowance, or 21 with my remaining added buffer goes up by one every 10 days.
I love how mechanical this all is.
I don’t know if this is burnout or not, but I feel off today. I had a very busy day which could not be helped, and I’ve lost most of my holiday to busy days. I need to book some more time off soon and quarantine it.
Written nothing today and doubt I’ll write WHT, more likely I’ll do a one shot. That’s fine I allow for days like this in my roadmap, well over two weeks worth, but still.
I’m doing ok on the diet but today will be another “over” day and I got forcibly kept from being able to exercise properly, so that kind of sucks. But tomorrow will be different, I will work to ensure it.
I almost wrote this at 10, but today I decided it would be nicer to have hit target first, so I just did so with 1,130 words of William Howard Taft did Everything. This is the first time I’ve seamlessly jumped from one story to another within a day of finishing the former, and my god does it feel good.
Birthday has been busy, and I’ve been trying to be as chill as I can this weekend to let some of my pent up stress ebb away. I feel like a new person for it. That’s important as the new story demands a fresh mind, which I’ll be storyboarding tonight.
I do want to get back to blogging earlier though.
So today is it, 200 days of 1K. It’s surreal to think I’ve written so much in a short space of time, well in excess of 210,000 words. I’ve learned a lot about myself, and defeated or made peace with many demons. I can’t wait to see what the next 100 days shows me, and I’m so happy day 200 could fall on my birthday. I will treasure this milestone.
Very late one today. But I took today as an extremely relaxed day. I wanted to be zen as I wrote the end.
A Man Who Wakes Up and Finds he has Accidentally Stepped into a Volcano is done, first draft banked. I hit target with a fun experiment logging an epic commander game, then finished Volcano in 500 words with no pressure.
I feel on top of the world.
Short one again. Today’s been a funny old one, and while Volcano will be finished tomorrow, I’m in a bit of a weird way. My routine is ever so slightly out of whack. Must use the next four days to fix that. Anyway, sorry for the late one.
Today I didn’t write in the morning for two reasons. The first was I had a late night, and by late I mean 11, not like 2 or 3, so all that meant was I was not up to writing early. That’s ok, as I feel I can use my breaks to write now, as I’ve been working that back into my routine. It’s made me more productive at work too, because I get head space away from my main duties, so I need to maintain this.
The other reason was I went to go get my blood tests done right away. They were going to be awhile away originally, but had to be bumped right up to today because, well because there is concern that the lump on my neck has a chance of being bad. There’s a lot of cases it could be a symptom for, and I am avoiding speculating. All the same, it’s not nice to have this looming cloud.
In a way though, the fact Volcano is still going to be finished well within my deadline is heartening. I feel like 1K – my mantra of writing 1,000 words a day and building my wellbeing around that – is paying off when I face the scary parts of life. I hope this ends up as a health blip – and I am sure it will be nothing serious – but it’s nice to know if it is bad, I am ready for a fight.