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Well, this is something of a clusterfuck of a writing check in.
As readers of this blog will note, my mental health took a sharp nose dive at the end of March/beginning of April, leaving me able to write, but utterly unable to record what I wrote and when. Honestly, just getting to write at all was a huge victory for me that last little bit, so I’m not going to gripe too much. What it does mean, however, is that I have an unaccounted for 8 968 words that I have no idea where to place.
I’ve decided that they’re bankable words. Interest to fill in the spaces where I didn’t quite reach my goal for the month. Which is a good thing, because I have not started out April strong.
But first, the end of the month results for March:
As readers of this blog will note, my mental health took a sharp nose dive at the end of March/beginning of April, leaving me able to write, but utterly unable to record what I wrote and when. Honestly, just getting to write at all was a huge victory for me that last little bit, so I’m not going to gripe too much. What it does mean, however, is that I have an unaccounted for 8 968 words that I have no idea where to place.
I’ve decided that they’re bankable words. Interest to fill in the spaces where I didn’t quite reach my goal for the month. Which is a good thing, because I have not started out April strong.
But first, the end of the month results for March:
Word count goal: 20 000
Actual word count 15 616
So, over 15 000 words is nothing to sniff at. I didn’t hit my goal, but at least I did something.
My results for the first full week of April were also shy of the mark.
My results for the first full week of April were also shy of the mark.
Word count goal: 5 000
Actual word count: 4 064
My plan to write an extra thousand or so words before the weekend ended did not happen. I took another dive and I instead concentrated my energy on trying to pull myself out of a bad spiral. I’ll write a bit more on that later in the week, maybe.
Once again, I didn’t hit my goal, but I was not far from it. I’m still counting it as a victory, considering how things have been for me and my stupid brain of late.
And there’s time to make up the difference.
Before my brain wigged out, I was just shy of 100 000 words, finishing the week at 98 066 words. A fortnight later, when I started recording my progress once more, I began my week with 107 034 words. So, in the two weeks between my break and getting back on track, I wrote 8 968 words. That is shy of the 10 000 words that would have been my goal for two weeks, but it’s not actually terrible.
I’m not happy about much of this. I hate missing marks I set for myself. I despise blowing past deadlines. And arriving late to anywhere gives me severe anxiety.
However
I’m trying to learn to cut myself some slack. It’s a tough time for everyone, and I am no exception. That I managed to get anything written, let alone coming so close to my targets, is actually something I can be proud of. I’m working on getting there, in any case.
As it stands, I’m roughly 2 000 words behind schedule. That’s not insurmountable. I might be able to fix it before this week is out.
For now, though, I’m going to concentrate on just hitting my targets. If I can manage more, then that’s grand. I just want to reach the line this week, though. So far, it’s going pretty well... I say after one day of the week has passed.
And that’s where I am with my writing until now. I will make another report next Tuesday. For now, though,
Ciao!
Once again, I didn’t hit my goal, but I was not far from it. I’m still counting it as a victory, considering how things have been for me and my stupid brain of late.
And there’s time to make up the difference.
Before my brain wigged out, I was just shy of 100 000 words, finishing the week at 98 066 words. A fortnight later, when I started recording my progress once more, I began my week with 107 034 words. So, in the two weeks between my break and getting back on track, I wrote 8 968 words. That is shy of the 10 000 words that would have been my goal for two weeks, but it’s not actually terrible.
I’m not happy about much of this. I hate missing marks I set for myself. I despise blowing past deadlines. And arriving late to anywhere gives me severe anxiety.
However
I’m trying to learn to cut myself some slack. It’s a tough time for everyone, and I am no exception. That I managed to get anything written, let alone coming so close to my targets, is actually something I can be proud of. I’m working on getting there, in any case.
As it stands, I’m roughly 2 000 words behind schedule. That’s not insurmountable. I might be able to fix it before this week is out.
For now, though, I’m going to concentrate on just hitting my targets. If I can manage more, then that’s grand. I just want to reach the line this week, though. So far, it’s going pretty well... I say after one day of the week has passed.
And that’s where I am with my writing until now. I will make another report next Tuesday. For now, though,
Ciao!
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