I want to clear something up real quick. Thursday night, when I started all this, I mentioned what Dean Wesley Smith is doing on his blog. I in no way meant to insinuate that he can do what he’s doing because of who he is. Any writer can do it, but he’s got years of practice. I could and write at those “speeds,” but I’m being lazy. Part of this blog is to help fix that. There is no reason, none at all, that I can’t write eight to ten thousand words a day other than I’m twiddling my thumbs and procrastinating.
I slept in a little today, til about 9:30, but our puppy Jack was crying bloody murder for food and potty, not necessarily in that order. I’ve written in little spurts throughout the day, getting nearly a thousand words done while Kevin worked in the yard. Sunday is our day to go grocery shopping and get other essentials taken care of. Laundry, cleaning, yard work, etc.
All in all, got fifteen hundred words today, which is five times better than yesterday. Not a great day, but not terrible. Tomorrow will be better.