Man…I had a solid writing day. Easily the best writing day I’ve had in months, and that was only with one session of new words in the afternoon, and then just 10-15 minutes right now before bed.
I wrote 1,548 words today. In 45 minutes of dedicated writing time.
I feel insecure about the words that I wrote, that’s for sure. The scene I’m churning out might be shoe-leather. Might be. But I am skipping ahead in time, and there are things I want to establish…but
BUT – I have a tool to use now. The five components of a scene. I can run this scene through those, and it’s going to tell me what needs to be fixed in a rewrite. I am starting to have faith in my process. Starting to. For real this time.
I still have a long way to go. But I really, really didn’t want to write in the afternoon today. After all, I already had my session in the AM with J–which went super well, by the way. It was the first time for us meeting where I really felt like I was prepared, and it’s because I did my work beforehand–I was ready to give myself a mental break.
But, then I realized it was actually just resistance. I wasn’t too tired. I did want to write. I wanted to have that accomplished feeling from having written. And I knew that all I needed to do in order to get in the relaxed and focused mental space I require to get writing done was to just do my meditation beforehand. I knew that was going to work.
So I did it. I meditated. And right around the time I was done falling asleep in and out of that meditation, I remembered that writing was easy. I’d done it before, many times. You just drop into the scene and start describing what’s in there.
I did that. I cranked out the words for 30 minutes, and then I got to go home from work.
I watched the A’s beat the Yankees. I walked the dogs. I wrote some more (like, 700 words, holy crap!), and now it’s 10:45 and time for bed. Pups are snug. Bear is watching YouTube next to me.
Life is good. More tomorrow, please.