Okay. I started a new story last night. Actually, I got the idea when I was out for a walk on Monday evening. I have Will Smith to thank for it — one of his rap songs sparked the whole thing. I scribbled a bunch of notes to myself, then started typing yesterday morning during Ms. Junior Peanut’s nap.
I managed to put down 250 words, give or take, which was not bad at all.
I resolved to myself that I absolutely must hit my daily word count. Time’s ticking far too quickly to dilly-dally any more. I’m on a serious deadline here, people. So once the kidlets were settled into bed and some minor chores had been completed, I sat down with the laptop again.
And added over 1K words. My grand total was in the neighborhood of 1330, I believe.
I still have no idea if this story’s going to work, but what the hell. We’ll see what happens. I hate to think that the time I’ll spend will be lost if the story is rejected, but it’s also practice. And I could potentially find another home for it in the future. So it’s not a complete wash.
Anyway. This was good. If I can just stay a little bit ahead of myself, then on days like Canada Day (coming up on Friday) I might be able to give myself a little bit of slack. I’ll keep you posted!