1,000 Words of Spring 2024, Day 22

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There’s a part of me that can’t believe that I’ve met my goal for 22 days.

There’s another part that can’t imagine stopping before the book is done.

I’m especially proud of having stayed on track this weekend. On Friday night, I was away at a Bible study retreat. I don’t usually go away overnight; in fact, this was the first night I’ve voluntarily been away from home since the beginning of the pandemic. But I went prepared to stay on track: I took my Surface, my notebook, my flash drives, and my computer glasses. By nine-thirty, I was set up on the spare bed in my room, and I wrote my 1,000 words, plus some.

Somewhat surprisingly, it was the next night that was more challenging. I was home, and Charlotte was sulking in the bedroom, which meant I wrote alone in the living room. The problem was that I was exhausted. I literally dozed off at least four times, waking to find that I’d kept typing in my sleep. This would have been fine, except the words—and yes, I was typing real words—didn’t make any sense. So I had to delete them and press on. I hit 1,000 words on the nose and called the night done.

Char was still sufficiently miffed that she didn’t join me last night, but tonight, she was in the living room, waiting for me to settle in for writing time so she could join me. And so, I’m back to my routine: tea, music, recliner, Charlotte, and writing. It’s a nice routine, and I wonder that it took me so long to find it.

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1,000 Words of Spring 2024, Day 13

Charlotte

When you’re trying to stick with a writing program, it helps to have a buddy to keep you on track.

My buddy is Charlotte.

As I mentioned earlier this week, I usually start getting ready for my writing time a little before ten o’clock in the evening. Yes, I know that for some people, ten o’clock is bedtime, but I haven’t gone to bed that early since the eighth grade. These days, on a typical weekday, I finish work around seven or seven-thirty. Then, it’s time to feed the cats and make my own dinner. I usually eat somewhere around eight-thirty or nine o’clock, so by the time I finish and clean up, it’s getting close to ten.

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1,000 Days of Spring 2024, Day 11

Charlotte, My Chief Encourager

We’re getting into a routine, Charlotte and I. At about 9:45 p.m., I put the kettle on to make tea (decaf at that hour). While the water boils, I put my glass of ice water, the journal in which I make book notes, and the little pouch containing my flash drives on the round bookcase/end table next to the recliner. Then, I make tea and place it next to the ice water so I’ll have choices.

By this time, Charlotte knows what’s going on. With my Surface and lap desk, I settle into the recliner, and she hops up in the chair, reclining next to me. I haven’t sorted out whether she thinks it’s her job as managing editor of Tuxedo Cat Press to oversee the drafting of the next book, or whether she’s being kind because hanging out while I write used to be Ned’s job and she doesn’t want me to be lonely. Either way, it’s lovely to have her next to me as I craft the new story.

I’m almost afraid to say it, but so far, it’s going well. I suspect some of this has to do with the fact that I’ve been thinking about the story and making notes for the past couple months, but I think a bigger factor is that I’ve been writing regularly. This is the eleventh day that I’ve written at least 1,000 words, and the routine definitely makes a difference.

This, I think, is probably why so many established writers counsel aspiring writers to write every day. Doing something regularly keeps the flow going, whether it’s exercising, watching what you eat, practicing the piano—or writing. The reality is that sitting down to write is less intimidating when it’s just what you do every day, like brushing your teeth, and you don’t have to spend time and energy deciding whether you’re going to do it.

Today, writing my 1,000 words (slightly more, actually) took less than forty-five minutes, leaving me plenty of time to put everything away before the eleven o’clock news. Granted, a lot of people can’t devote forty-five minutes to writing every day. To them, I say, “Do what you can.” If you can only spend ten minutes writing, then spend that ten minutes. Whatever you can do, try to do it every day, or at least as regularly as you can. Don’t give the creative well time to dry up.

Keeping On

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Yesterday, I finished the #1000wordsofsummer 2022 challenge. Today, I was fully prepared to sit down at my desk and do billable work, just as I should.

Instead, I brought my breakfast and my Surface out to the porch, and I worked on my novel-in-progress.

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#1000wordsofsummer 2022, Day Fourteen

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And that’s a wrap, folks.

Somewhat unbelievably, I did it. In spite of major personal challenges that offered me every reason in the world to quit—or simply not to start in the first place—I finished this year’s #1000wordsofsummer challenge.

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