When one has a job other than being a full time writer, there are so many more ways to put off trying to be successful. And they’re all so brilliantly valid. I have to go to a meeting, have to fill out this report, have to talk to these people, have to write up this data, have to, have to, have to. I’m trying to move past them.
There have been stories in the past that I pursue maniacally. Must write. Must write. Must write. And then they fizzle and I don’t get them completed. Something about that manic tug is such a rush that when I can’t follow the threads of the plot or the characters I get angry or disappointed or filled with ennui.
And then I give up.
I’m so grateful that I’ve found a writing partner who stops me from flying too high to get burned, as well as stops me from giving up when the excuses are so easy to justify. Today I need to stop allowing myself to have the excuse and write.
If I can get 500 words a day, i could complete the story in the next 90 days. I would be done right before the next rush of madness at work. 500 words a day, no excuses. If I get more in than 500, that’s fantastic. But I’d like to try to give myself 90 days to get this done.
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