When the muse calls…
I had a good day writing today, the first in a long time. I’ve been writing steadily for a couple of weeks, but I’ve been averaging ~200 words a day. I had to claw them out of my heart and bleed on the paper before they’d come. It was macro time, which is no surprise.
But I reached the point in Ch11 where I needed to switch to micro time, and things picked up (just as I expected, thank you very much). The last couple of days have been 500- to 700-word days, which is pretty good these days. (I remember the days of 2,500 words at a time, but I haven’t had one in a while.)
Part of it has been life in general. Part has been the macro time, and having to write something difficult. Part has been real life (my brother and CiL are still being jackasses). Part has been general malaise.
Anyway, I had a good day today.