Yeah ... NaNoWriMo. Do we really have to talk about it today?
Yes, we do, because this blog is how I am keeping myself accountable. More or less.
I cheerfully sailed past the 2k mark yesterday, but really wasn't feeling it today.
On the upside, we did go to a market and I purchased some badly-needed new-to-me shoes, we caught up with the wonderful Coen and the gorgeous Soph, and I bought Dad an overdue birthday present (sorry, Dad).
So: what to do when you drop the NaNoWriMo ball? Pick yourself up, dust off, and get back to writing! ... tomorrow, in my case. The plan for tomorrow is simple: another lovely long swim in the morning, then do 15 minute blocks of the four major tasks which are at the top of my current "To Do" list.
The plan for tonight is even simpler: sit back with a peppermint tea and enjoy some TV before an early night. Now there's a goal I'm sure I'll achieve!
Sunday 3 November 2013
Saturday 2 November 2013
Reviewing Day One of NaNoWriMo
November 1: It's 'go' time.
I started my day with a good dose of exercise. It was the first time I'd been lap swimming in, what? Two years? It was an absolutely beautiful experience. Because we've moved house since my last lap-swim, I was in a new pool, which was outside - good - but only 25m long. I prefer 50m pools because then it's only 20 laps to make up one kilometre. Forty is such a big number! Wow, I've just made a connection in my mind: I made it through those forty laps by mentally chunking them down into four groups of ten; I'll make it through NaNoWriMo by mentally chunking down those 50k into 1k blocks.
As for the writing ... I fell short of the 1,667 ideal which is necessary to make the 50k by doing an even amount of writing in one day. However, life is not linear, and I suspect this writing large chunks is a habit like any other. Yesterday I logged 1,154 which I am happy with, as a first effort.
I have moved all my writing gear out of the livingroom and into the spare room. This is an interesting experiment as the lounge has basically been my 'nest' - office, reading space, relaxation zone - for a couple of months now. However, if I am to spend a few hours a day typing, it really isn't ergonomic. Which reminds me: I need to check this chair/desk is OK ergonomically. [pretend you're listening to 'on hold' music] Well, surprisingly, it is! It doesn't feel quite normal yet, but perhaps that's because, well, my lounge has been my office for so long...
Sayonara for now. Am going foraging with the dearly beloved for food, library books, prescriptions (for me) and a haircut (for him). Wish us happy hunting.
I started my day with a good dose of exercise. It was the first time I'd been lap swimming in, what? Two years? It was an absolutely beautiful experience. Because we've moved house since my last lap-swim, I was in a new pool, which was outside - good - but only 25m long. I prefer 50m pools because then it's only 20 laps to make up one kilometre. Forty is such a big number! Wow, I've just made a connection in my mind: I made it through those forty laps by mentally chunking them down into four groups of ten; I'll make it through NaNoWriMo by mentally chunking down those 50k into 1k blocks.
As for the writing ... I fell short of the 1,667 ideal which is necessary to make the 50k by doing an even amount of writing in one day. However, life is not linear, and I suspect this writing large chunks is a habit like any other. Yesterday I logged 1,154 which I am happy with, as a first effort.
I have moved all my writing gear out of the livingroom and into the spare room. This is an interesting experiment as the lounge has basically been my 'nest' - office, reading space, relaxation zone - for a couple of months now. However, if I am to spend a few hours a day typing, it really isn't ergonomic. Which reminds me: I need to check this chair/desk is OK ergonomically. [pretend you're listening to 'on hold' music] Well, surprisingly, it is! It doesn't feel quite normal yet, but perhaps that's because, well, my lounge has been my office for so long...
Sayonara for now. Am going foraging with the dearly beloved for food, library books, prescriptions (for me) and a haircut (for him). Wish us happy hunting.
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