March 15th, 2020 – 536

At least I hit target before posting here this time, albeit a bit late in the day all the same. This whole weekend has been a bit out of sync when it wasn’t downright out of body. I’m not going to write a long one because I need to go and sleep, but on a positive note, I did have a +1,000 day today. In fact, I wrote 1,400 words of WHT in the end, and I think they’re some of the best I’ve done for a while. That took it over 86K, and I think on a revised estimate, I should come in for a landing on about 102,000 words. That is a length I can work with; like VOL I can trim to 90K and have a respectable book that isn’t a brick. Yes longer =/= bad, but when you’re a no-name, it does, or at least equals a gamble.

Anyway, that’s enough semi-coherent rambling for one day. Oh, and I am so out of it I can barely remember if I already said, and nobody reads this anyway but on the off chance someone does damn, if you get a chance to go see ‘The Last Temptation of Boris Johnson‘ it is well worth it, no matter what your political views. Was a great show, and my god Will Barton is note-perfect as Boris Johnson.

March 13th, 2020 – 534

Today is going to be a little strange, because by the time the day is over, I will be on my second personal bullet journal. It looks as if I will fill four to five of these a year with ease, and it is helping me a lot. My longform journal entries help me keep my eyes on my longterm goals. So, it stands to reason my bullet journal with it’s in the moment focus helps me with all the shortterm stuff. There are bits of the method that work for me, more than a few that don’t, but on the whole this has been a positive change for me.

As with many parts of my life, the weekend is the ultimate stress-test. I have to rest up a lot at the moment because my fatigue has been getting more pronounced. For quite a while, I’ve been keeping my logs on Trello, and on Monday dropping everything into the journal. That’s less than ideal, and it contradicts the other pillars of my life, which demand to be ‘done’ each day. I will carry on with the experiment as the benefits outweigh the costs, but that daily part has to join. In part, this is a reflection of how I don’t spend my weekends at a desk.

Outside of that, WHT is going well – though I wrote at 9:30pm in the end so that was less than ideal. I have a good idea of my trajectory, and though I still forsee roadbumps ahead in the plot, it’s nothing I can’t deal with. My main issue is that I am not banking much above a thousand each day at the moment. Yes “1K is Enough”, but it’s tough when I’ve been averaging 1,100 for several weeks. But if I can rest up, get past a few personal hurdles and keep my head, I’ll get back to that point. Just gotta keep writing each day.

March 12th, 2020 – 533

Have not written a word yet today. Been working on setting up distance learning resources for teachers flat out since before 9am. I’ll try and write a bit later but given a certain government announcement that might be inbound, I wanted to make sure I got this done. I’ll do a proper blog post tomorrow but don’t worry, as soon as I can, I’ll be writing as much WHT as I can. Not like a crazy amount, but I wouldn’t mind a slight increase on a thousand today.

March 11th, 2020 – 532

Sorry for the later entry today; it’s been a busy day at work and I didn’t want to break my flow. Now I’m in the quieter part of the day, I have time to gather my thoughts, and reflect on whether to count today as a failure. That’s harsh, and to be fair not the view I have of today, but on paper, it should be one. Today was the deadline I set myself to finish WHT. It is day 71 of the year, and of this project. I finished TSS in close to the same stretch of time, so why not WHT?

Well that’s where this gets curious, albeit familiar. The issue I hit was the same one I faced in typing up VOL, and the reason I’m still nervous about typing first drafts. WHT is a lot longer than I first thought it would be. Now, to be clear, I will cut huge swathes of what I’ve written. 

As I did with VOL – and intend to do again after it’s had time to fement – I will purge all the ‘meh’ and worse. I will replace some like for like, but other parts I’ll amputate and quarantine. Does that sound repulsive? Yes, but have you read some of my early draft prose? Well, no, because I don’t post that. Except here. Imagine all this, but in story form. Yeah, not pretty.

But is this a failure? Well I kinda buried the lead in saying I don’t see it as one, but devil’s advocate, it’s a planning failure. I allocated 71 days. and my best guess is I will need closer to 91, if not 100. 91 should do it, but I can’t gurantee that. This would be a finish of the 31st of March. As it is, my deadline is April 9th. I still find it amusing that I will have written the same book twice in the space of a year. Even now that feels slow; I could do this much quicker now. 

If I am switching to a 90% typed model – with only TWO and TEL handwritten – then 100 days per book is more than ok. I could even spare more than that in theory. In practice, life happens, and I don’t want to assume I’ll never have a day of 1K where I don’t write main story content. I’d rather get them done faster to leave more time for editing, seeing as I’m sacraficing all that rewrite time. 

Anyway while it’s ‘quieter’ now, I do need to get back to work. I wonder what will happen if we’re all quarantined at home? I hope that doesn’t happen. Altrusitc hat on, that would mean a lot of chaos and upset for a lot of people. But no point in lying, its my selfish fear of losing my day structure that’s screwing with my head at the moment. I just hope the fact I’ll still have ‘work’ to do will help preserve some order.

March 10th, 2020 – 531

I seem to be back in sync with my desired routine for the most part. We had a team meeting this morning so I wasn’t able to write my blog post as I was prepping for that. That aside though, I am for the most part in my normal flow. Health wise I am about 50:50. I’m ok, but there’s a few telltale signs of me getting run down. I can’t see why I would be getting ill, as I took a recovery day on Friday. One thing is for sure: if I didn’t take that rest day, I would be ill by now. 

WHT hit 80,000 words today. In a bygone era, I assumed I would be writing the epilogue at this point. Instead, I am entering the third act, which means a total of 110,000 words – did I write that yesterday? I don’t know. Point is that I am not going to finish by that initial deadline of, well, tomorrow. That’s alright. It wouldn’t be at alright if I were still handwriting all my first drafts, but that old method retired, I should have plenty of time. My new deadline is thirty days from now, which should be more than enough. If WHT manages to climb to 120,000 words then we may have a problem. 

Yesterday I designed a collection in my bullet journal of stories I want to write. That is in addition to the remaining ten books of the series, but I don’t want to wait until 2023 to write them. I wish I could write more without getting ill. It’s stupid; I am more than capable of writing several thousand words a day, as long as it’s between a few projects. 1K of main, 1K of webserial or short. That should work, but there’s a problem: I’m anxious about getting ill. Is all this because I wrote 10K of Clockspinning in one go? Maybe, maybe not. I’m so sick of this chronic fatigue I keep running head first into. I wish I knew why I’m like this.

March 9th, 2020 – 530

I consider myself a rational person in most respects. I am a little hot-headed at times, which granted if you know me is a gargantuan understatement, but I do use reason. I have beliefs, but I encourage challenge to them. I try and allow a reasonable, even scientific approach to infuse all my decisions and reasoning. But when I woke up today with a sore throat, I have to admit, my first thought was two words long. The first was “oh” and the second isn’t allowed to appear on this swearing-free blog. 

Let’s be clear here: I do not have you know what. Of course I don’t. This is psychosomatic, and is my paranoia getting the better of me. I have to remember that I used to have extreme paranoia problems not long ago, so it’s no suprise I still have a shadow. My guess is I am run down, but not to the point of nonfunctional. I took a break at the exact right time to prevent it getting worse. Coffee is helping it, which is often the case when I have a sore throat and it’s only me being weaker than average.

What’s now stronger than average – that segue man – is the wordcount on WHT. It not stands at 79,400, which means we hit 80K tomorrow – or later today if I write more after work. As I have an RP session that is unlikely, but even so. I wrote WHT across two journals, and I got a fair chunk into the second one. I haven’t even started on that journal yet. This is going to be a +100K story after all. Here’s hoping I have enough time to edit it properly.

Right back to work. Wish me luck. Or you know, at least wish me not to have you know what.