To get in the spirit of NaNoWriMo, I’m trying to blog on a regular basis. Meaning, um, like more than twice a month. And today, I tried writing 1,667 words of something, anything, just to see how I would feel about writing that much in a day. Every day. For a month.
I know I’ve written that much in a day before, but I don’t tend to push myself usually. Which is why I’m eager to try this experiment. Normally, I’ll write until I’m tired. Some days that’s a page, some days it’s two. Rarely, it’s three or five. Definitely, it’s not three or five day after day after day. At least not recently.
Anyway, I wrote for 40 minutes this morning before work. I felt very good about that. In fact, I wanted to keep writing, and I had to tear myself out of my chair to brush my teeth and get out of the house.
And I made myself write for an hour tonight.
I gotta say, I’m tired. And I ended up with 1,100 words. Not 1,600.
But! At least now I know what I’ll have to do to hit the daily novel-writing targets while I’m still in my job. Or at least how much catch-up writing I’ll have to do on weekends.
Only one day left before it begins.