Real Slow, But That’s All Right…
I got started on the first few days of the new year on a new novel, even though it was a rough start putting the world back in my head. And Mary Jo, the main character.
I was barely typing with two hands and the PT was knocking me down. Energy still fairly low overall as I continue to recover.
And I took stock and realized after two months mostly gone how far behind I was on recording some workshops, and on reading for Pulphouse. And other things.
So I just sort of decided I wouldn’t push the writing for a few weeks. I wanted to give my arm more time to heal and also start to get caught up.
I’ve spent some time at the writing computer, including tonight, keeping it fun and relaxed. And the plan is working. And honestly I was surprised at the word count for the first two weeks. A lot of that was nonfiction, including a couple issues of Pulphouse and another article for an anthology and these blogs. But some of it was fiction.
I have set myself a fiction goal for this year that I have never managed before (which means that will be going some.) I’m not going to declare the goal until I am really back up to speed. A couple of months.
But I hope to be about 1.3 million words this year, which means I will have gotten back to normal, barring unknowns…
So each week here on this blog I’m going to talk about my fiction writing process this year, how I deal with the ups and downs.
This first two weeks I don’t consider a down, just a sane health recovery plan. Now to go put some more words on DEATH TAKES A BET. (I flat love the cover.)