I really hope two is my lucky number.
So today marks the two year anniversary of when I
first started my work in progress. Two ridiculous, insanity filled years. And I
don't have much to show for it besides a whole lot of ideas and several
unfinished Word documents. Of course when I started, I didn't realize how much
this little idea was going to change everything.
There's also two weeks left until the deadline for
the contest I'm hoping to enter. I have eleven pages done out of the fifty I
need. Plus I need to outline the entire novel. And come up with a title, which
I obviously haven't been able to do for two years.
I've come to realize that while I certainly don't
lack passion, I have a problem with motivation. I get distracted easily. I
struggle through scenes. But there was a time when it was a lot easier.
I've decided to challenge myself. When I first
started this, I busted out a nineteen-page short story in just a week. I
haven't had that sort of drive ever since. I’ve worried that I’m chasing a high
I’ll never feel again. So I want to recreate it. I want to force myself to
write that fast, to turn my passion into motivation, and thus into words on the
page. So over the course of the next week, I'm going to keep track of my
writing. And I want to beat my first record. By next Friday, I'm hoping to
write twenty pages. If I can grasp that drive I once felt, maybe I can hold
onto it, then get the fifty pages done, then the entire first draft, and so
on...
This may seem like a measly task to some, but on
some days I struggle just to get one page done. I think a challenge may be just
the sort of kick start I need. Planning and outlining are usually my downfall,
but in this case, I'm trying to rekindle what I started two years ago. To be
unstoppable.
So I'll be checking in on Monday and Wednesday
with my page counts and what has been working or not. Then hopefully, on
Friday, I'll be able to say that I was successful.
And happy anniversary to my darling muse. I know
you don't care. <3
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