Yeah. There you can see that motivation alone is not enough.
It’s not that I had a bad day, it was rather mixed. I knew that aiming for 8,000 words was somewhat ambtious, but I didn’t think I’d end up with a mere 3,500. Boo.
I knew that I wouldn’t have time to write in the morning but I secretly hoped that I would be able to sneak in a thousand words or so. Of course this was the day that I lounged in bed until the ungodly hour of 7.30, and didn’t even manage to meditate before the rest of the family got up.
My 11K run went really well but then lunch was extremely late by our standards. And I hadn’t planned for calling a friend on the phone for her birthday. I should have, though, because that friend is important.
I only started writing at 4 pm, and then had trouble getting into the story. I did write a bit of the „main character at the mercy of the murderer“-scene, though. This is something new I’m trying. I’ve always strictly written from beginning to end, and this time when I’m stuck I just continue writing the end. And then I get a better sense of where to move the story next. That might mean heavy revision on the end but I don’t mind. I’m mostly pantsing this anyways which will mean quite a bit of editing.
So now it’s an hour until bedtime. I still have 4,500 words to write today which is highly unlikely. I don’t want to go to bed way too late.
I can still put an hour in and make some more progress.
And I’m still detemined to reach 50K until the end of the month.