I have 1 month left to finish the book and reach my (amended) goal. (Aaaaaaaaaah!)
No, I’m not going to freak out this time. Or I’m not going to freak out as much. Ok, I’m not going to freak out so much that I derail myself this time. (There. *sigh*)
I’m just going to keep working and get this first draft done.
I have lots of words on the paper (metaphorically speaking). I had to do some rewriting and re-plotting thanks to my epiphany (AKA plot problem). Now, all I need to do is finish the plot arc. Tie off all those knots and create an ending.
It sounds so easy when I put it like that. 😅
Ok. So it’s not going to be easy. Writing isn’t easy – sure, there are days when it feels like gold pouring from fingers to keyboard. But that’s not even fifty percent of the time. Because that’s not what writing really is. It’s hard work. It’s sitting down at the keyboard and making progress when you really want to be reading, sleeping, or watching tv. It’s showing up and putting in the effort until you get where you need to go.
And that’s what I need to do. I need to show up and put in the effort: avoid rewriting too much and keep moving forward.
Once I get the draft done, then, I can make edits. I may turn that into a mantra and keep saying it to myself. Or maybe that’s too complicated. I know – to parody Dory, “Just keep writing.”
This time, I’ll get there. 🧗♀️