Seven Pages and Away

Mmmmm, feels good.

I fully expected to sweat bullets today and get only a page in at best. But I ended up not thinking about it and wrote like I always write when I’m novelizing, ending with seven pages (1488 words). Nice to know I still have it. Of course, I don’t think I was “away” for that long. Besides, even though I wasn’t working on a book, I was always writing something, even if it was ad copy at work or lyrics to go along with my fumble fingered chords. That’s the power of keeping your hand in by writing every day.

This on top of a full day, too. Had Church tonight and I gave the invitation since our minister is recovering from surgery. I guess I had every excuse going against me (or for me, depending on how you look at it).

And I didn’t even have to break out the Robert Palmer.

I suppose I could have even copped to writer’s block if I’d wanted. But it would have been wrong since I don’t believe in it.

There’s something to be said for just sitting down and doing it. I have said in more than one class to writers that the most important muscle a writer has is the gluteus maximus. It should be planted firmly in a chair in front of your computer, typewriter or notebook.

Yes yes yes!

Please excuse the writer. He is just full of himself because he had a good writing session. This will fade as the enormity of the project sinks back in.

Okay, no more gloating. Suffice it to say that tonight’s work went well and I am happy.

For you bean counters out there, here’s today’s score:
Chapter: 6
Page: 163 (6 1/2 pages)
Words: 39,276 (1488)

NP – Marillion, Clutching at Straws


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