It's Day 3 of Nanowrimo. Allow me to break down the first two days...
I'm excited! Everyone is so motivating and likable and the excitement is contagious!
I'm writing! I'm still editing as I go, refusing to slash the throat of quality for the sake of quantity and HEY it's not going too bad!
I've only reached 600 words? Huh. Feels like more...
Kids mutiny! Must get groceries!
Must watch Iron Man 2!
I'm content to catch up on my words tomorrow.
I'm ashamed of Day 1. For crying out loud, it was ONE DAY of writing dangerously and I failed. Day 1 is hanging its head in shame, but my cupboards are full and my kids have fallen in line.
I'm writing! Oh yeah, words are flowing. They're good, rich words.
Hey, look at that, I've reached 1000 words by noon. I'm not such a loser after after.
Do I really need clean clothes? Nah. Another chapter must begin NOW.
I'm writing! Look at me go! I reach 1500 words.
More writing. The words are sluggish, but they're there.
Would you look at that! A plot hole the size of the grand canyon.
Write Anyway! Make no sense! Pound keys!
Become manic, laughing like Count Dracula with each keystroke.
What's that I spot waaaay over there! Yes! A bridge! I've written my way over the mind sucking abyss! Huzzah!
Reach 25000 words. *EDITED TO ADD: YES, THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO READ 2500. GUESS I WAS MORE DELIRIOUS THAN I THOUGHT WHEN I WROTE THIS POST.
Collapse at 2 am. Fulfilled.
The purpose of my spastic post? Write anyway. Don't let expectations get you down. Try to edit as you go, but when you get to a problem area, write through it until you get to the other side. Watch your shows. Do your chores. Don't abandon your sanity to write 1668 words a day. Do everything you normally do, and in the face of all that normal day adversity, WRITE ANYWAY.