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Mar. 18th, 2025 03:47 pmI'm so glad I took this week off. It's always a roll of the die whether or not I'm going to get sick that week or something else will come up. I mean, I guess something else did come up, which is helping my parent-friend get a car, but that isn't taking up as much time as I feared it would.
I know in my bones by now that I need more than an hour here and 30min there to really get into the meat of a book and its plot but wow, actually getting to do it is always a surprise. It's like getting a chance to speak a language you used to be fluent in but haven't been able to flex in over a decade (highly specific, I know). You're like, can I still do this? And then, after a little fumbling, you absolutely can.
...or like riding a bike, I guess. That's probably a more universal analogy, hah.
Anyway, this is reminding me why having that one day a week to really gnaw at plot problems helped me get so far in writing TPA and TUC, even though I still had a dayjob and a baby. It really just comes down to the luxury of time. A four-day workweek would do wonders for my writing, if I could ever swing that again.
So yeah. I wrote towards The End all weekend (well, you know, mornings before the kids woke) and on Monday spent a good chunk of the afternoon just gnawing on plot. Today I wrote until I had to wake the kids up and then spent a few hours in the backyard doing all the stuff that has been sorely needed for months (our poor butterfly garden is so neglected) and then another hour writing and finally hit "The End."
Of course, as any writer knows, it's never actually the end. But this is the first time in about three drafts that I've actually reached "The End" and now I can confidently start the edits I've outlined.
I've got three days left in this week. Let's see how far I can get. Would be absolutely amazing to have a query-able WIP by mid-April.
I know in my bones by now that I need more than an hour here and 30min there to really get into the meat of a book and its plot but wow, actually getting to do it is always a surprise. It's like getting a chance to speak a language you used to be fluent in but haven't been able to flex in over a decade (highly specific, I know). You're like, can I still do this? And then, after a little fumbling, you absolutely can.
...or like riding a bike, I guess. That's probably a more universal analogy, hah.
Anyway, this is reminding me why having that one day a week to really gnaw at plot problems helped me get so far in writing TPA and TUC, even though I still had a dayjob and a baby. It really just comes down to the luxury of time. A four-day workweek would do wonders for my writing, if I could ever swing that again.
So yeah. I wrote towards The End all weekend (well, you know, mornings before the kids woke) and on Monday spent a good chunk of the afternoon just gnawing on plot. Today I wrote until I had to wake the kids up and then spent a few hours in the backyard doing all the stuff that has been sorely needed for months (our poor butterfly garden is so neglected) and then another hour writing and finally hit "The End."
Of course, as any writer knows, it's never actually the end. But this is the first time in about three drafts that I've actually reached "The End" and now I can confidently start the edits I've outlined.
I've got three days left in this week. Let's see how far I can get. Would be absolutely amazing to have a query-able WIP by mid-April.
