Quick one tonight, but this is it: I want to finish this first draft of my book in the next two weeks. I’m 20,000 words in, 56 pages, and I want this manuscript to clock in around 330 pages, which is about 90,000 words.
That means I have to hit about 25 pages a day. That’s a lot. But I can do it. I know I can. OR…at the very least, you guys, I want to know what my limit IS that I can reach. If its 18 pages in a day, that’s fine, I just want to reach further, push myself, find my limits and my comfort zone…and then rock the shit out of my shit.
So, wish me luck. I’m going to need it. Writing this book has been harder than the first, somehow. I don’t know how that’s possible, but it is. Here’s to pushing through that, and I finding the promised land.
Good night!
Ps- game of thrones ended tonight, and it was indeed one of their “setup” episodes for the next season where not a whole helluva lot happened, but the stages were SET.
Night!