I made it 16 days. That’s something, right?
OK, you guys. I love writing these short stories but I’m finally realizing I need to be spending this time finishing my WIP. I think this has been the most productive sixteen days of procrastination I’ve ever had, by far. And I think my child-rearing-induced ADD has settled down a bit, considering I managed to keep a single plan going for longer than two full weeks. (Ha! Take THAT, frenzied brain!)
So I hope you don’t think I’m a quitter if I, um, quit. I promise I will still be writing thousands of words a day, and coming up with new characters and ideas, I will just be doing it in a book I’m half-way finished writing instead of in weird stories on my blog.
I’ll also be writing everyday in blog posts. And I’ll be writing down research for a book I want to write after the WIP is finished. I’ll be writing notes to myself (“you’re good enough, you’re smart enough and doggone it, people like you” “don’t forget to TiVo the Amazing Race”), and I’ll be writing grocery lists and random run-on sentences, and I’ll be writing down how many ounces of milk and yogurt my youngest son has eaten in a day.
I will be writing lots of things. Maybe even short stories. But I don’t think I can do the short stories everyday. I really need the next two weeks to focus on my WIP.
Please, when I post again in a few days about how I’m starting back with the short stories because I can’t get anywhere with my WIP, give me a friendly virtual kick in the butt. I’m just warning you now… steel-toed Doc Martins may be in order.