So today was all about procrastination. I think I’ve heard Sarah Painter (of the excellent „The Worried Writer“-podcast, and the equally excellent book, „Stop Worrying, Start Writing“ (Amazon-affiliate-link) call herself the „queen of procrastination“ but I might be the empress.
Mind you, there were lots of very important reasons for not writing more. First I did actually sleep in – which I never do – , also I’m having this bad sore throat and cold, and then my husband was set on making lasagna for lunch which meant we both were working in the kitchen for two hours (yes, his cooking is a bit excessive; it is rather delicious, though). Then I helped my son choose furniture for his new room which took quite some time as well. I can tell you, the choice of cheap wardrobes on IKEA is appaling. Who needs a wardrobe with just a rod for hanging stuff and no place to put sweaters or t-shirts or anything? In the end we decided on just getting a dresser instead. Since he wears jeans, tees, and sweatshirts exclusively his needs to put things on hangers are rather negligible.
And then I took a shower, and then it was already 5.30. Yes, in the afternoon.
And then my husband wanted to mop the kitchen floor. (I was sitting in the kitchen at this point.)
I prevailed. I sat on my butt and started writing, and after 42 minutes and 37 seconds (why yes, I’m using a stop watch) I had finished writing 2,032 words. Phew.
Of course I’m hoping to get some more in before I go to bed in an hour.
And of course I know that that was a freakishly high word count for that short a period. But the opening scene of the novel is based on a personal experience, so it was somewhat easy to put myself in the main character’s shoes.
The opening scene so far starts with this:
“Come on Maya!” my husband shouted from above me, “You can do this!”
Yeah, right. How I hate people telling me what I can and can’t do. Every breath was like fire in my lungs, my heart beating so fast that it felt like it would jump out of my head, and my legs felt like jelly.
Of course I had hoped of hitting 10K today but that doesn’t seem to have happened. On the other hand when 5 pm came around and I still hadn’t written a single word I became a little worried, and feared that I wouldn’t write a single word today.
So yeah, 2,000 words is not too shabby. But now I’ll disconnect from the web and write a little more.