You know how it goes sometimes…
Deliverables pile up, kids go crazy at home and another curveball or two comes in on top of all that.
Pathetic writing output over the past few weeks, but at least I’m up slightly from the measly 150 words from the past week, right?
| Week 09 number of words written: | 212 |
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| Total number of words written to date: | 5128 |
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| How I’m feeling about it: | Hopeful |
I’m still trying to wrestle chapter 6 to the ground, but in that aggravating little battle last week, I was reminded of something that will help:
I actually really enjoy writing. Even when it’s hard.
It’s obviously better when the pen is flowing, but there’s something rewarding – albeit in more of a spiteful way – about pushing through when it’s not going your way.
For me that satisfaction seems to come from some kind of stubbornness-pride-cognition gumbo.
It’s all mixed up in there.
But there’s a general joy of writing in me too. I think it comes down to the combination of (1) getting a unique insight nailed down and (2) getting it to really sound like me. And then stacking a bunch of those.
I’m not sure that’s really what I’m doing – really stacking them, that is – but I felt a bit of it unfolding in the 212 words this past week.
Now I just need to get in the rhythm of rocking a bunch more of those.
We’ll find out soon enough if I can actually do that. Ah, the suspense!
– Joergen
