Got 958 words today in 1 hour 25 minutes. $2.14 for coffee and chocolate…have to have the coffee and chocolate.
Getting a bit down on myself, wishing I was one of those authors who can spit out thousands of words per day seemingly without effort, and put out a novel every two months or so. Sigh. My process doesn’t work that way, and I have better things to do with my time than wishing it was different.
I have learned to accept that I can only do a thousand or so words a day, it’s always been like that for me, with the occasional breakthrough scene that keeps me going another few hundred words beyond that. I am a clean writer, I can’t vomit words onto the page without thought of how they sound. I have to clean things up a bit as I go along. The beauty of this, however, is that I have very few revisions once I get to that stage of the game, and I enjoy the revision process because I do take some extra time in the first draft.
Even at my thousand words per day, five days a week, I will finish a ninety-thousand word manuscript in sixteen weeks. I usually revise in two or three, which gives me a good solid two books per year, with the possible novella or short thrown in for good measure. In the end that’s not a bad output, and even the longest of books begins with the very first word.
Appreciate your own process. Own it. Make it work for you.
As an addendum, I had some very defeating dreams last night and today I feel like a failure before I’ve even gotten started. Isn’t it funny how these things can affect you? Chris Vogler calls them threshold guardians in his work The Hero’s Journey, beasts that one must conquer in order to progress. (I could have done without them this early in the process.)