I'm thrilled to say that I have far exceeded my writing expectations on both counts. This week, the third out of the four this month, I managed to double my word goal. It wasn't by as considerable a margin as I've done in other weeks, but it was enough.
I cannot speak to the quality of those words. That's what editors are for. For now, I'm going to pat myself on the back for a job well done.
Since I exceeded my goals on all four weeks of the month, that means I did, indeed, manage to also double my monthly goal. Instead of around twenty thousand words, I managed to get just over forty thousand.
Laughs in crippling self-doubt
To that end, my goals are not shifting. I don't think I'll be able to keep up this pace forever, and I want to manage my expectations.
As you can probably see in the last picture, I'm keeping my monthly goal the same - twenty thousand words. This breaks down in February to the same thing as January - roughly five thousand words a week, or a thousand words a day.
I can tell you that it's already been off to a rocky start, thanks to a non-functioning iPad keyboard at lunch yesterday (working full time, writing at lunch and after work is the only way I've been able to hit my word goals). I've also been going at such a breakneck speed with everything that I'm feeling a little burnt out. That will, no doubt, slow me down.
So, this week, I plan on doing the bare minimum. If I have the energy and brain power for more, then I will do more. But this week especially, I'm needing to take it a little slower.
Still, writing is a marathon, not a sprint, and so I will go whatever pace I need to in order to preserve my sanity and health.
Right, I'm off to do things.