Sch! It’s September. Don’t talk to me, I’m writing.
I have a novel to write. I was supposed to start it in May, but got delayed. June didn’t get me far, and July and August were complete write-offs with regards to writing. (Note to self: don’t think you’ll write during the festivals. You won’t.) So September is it. I’ve set a target of 60,000 words for the month. That’s an average of 2,000 words per day. Easy, right?
No, not really. It would be, if I could write 2,000 words, steadily, every day of the month. Of course, that’s not how the world works. Although I’m mostly not socializing this month, I do have a long weekend away, and a couple of nights out. And writer’s group. And book quiz.
To get the book written I needed to plan. So I planned. I have, next to me as I write:
- A chapter listing (incomplete) of what happens in which chapter.
- A character list with all my characters’ names, brief bios and their relationship to each other and my main character.
- A one-page calendar for September with events and daily word count targets clearly marked.
- A draft family tree.
All set. Here goes.
Yeah get to it! I never slacked off during the festivals …
Ok. Maybe just a little bit.
I also need a large size 10 applied liberally to my rump.
So I’m with you. I’m Spartacus!
Excellent! So far, I’m on target. Then Helen asked me last night if I’d got my New Writer’s Award written and submitted before September 1st.
Gah! Of course I hadn’t.
Now, it’s on my to do list for tomorrow.
Go write, Spartacus.