I wrote 14 pages today. Almost 3,400 words, but I don’t really keep track of my word count like that. I don’t know what 3,400 words looks like. I know what 14 pages looks like, though. So, I set myself page goals instead of word count goals. I’m the only author I know who does that 😛
I think it might be a holdover from script writing. In scripts, Film and TV, you aim for pages.
Anyway…it was a very productive writing day. Not the 23 pages I wanted, but I’ll fucking take it. For real, I don’t care. I can make up whatever extra pages I need to over the weekend. Today was a massive, massive win. I’m in the groove on my book. I just sit down and start writing. What I read back is good. It works. I think. That’s what my co-writer is for, though, making sure it’s working. Exciting stuff is starting to happen. And I think it might even be the length it’s supposed to be.
Anyway…I also got my Netflix work done, got my teeth cleaned, and handled some business on the “project,” which is still moving along quite nicely!
Time for sleep, though. I didn’t take a nap today—didn’t have time—and I am wiped the FUCK out.
Night.