Another day, another blog.
Just had a look at my rate of writing for the last week, and even though I’ve not written every night, I’ve managed an average of a few words over 1,000 words a night. Add in the blog which is generally 300 words, so I’m turning out about 1,300 words a night.
I’m impressed with that given that I’ve not felt like I’ve done much in the way of writing. Feel like I’ve been flagging on that front, but apparently I haven’t. I’m proud of that. And I should be. I should allow myself to be proud of I can do.
All too often I think I’m useless or crap, that I’m not doing enough. But I know there are a lot of writers who thing writing a couple of hundred words a day is good. And it is. So I can’t denigrate the achievement of writing 1,000 words a night.
I admit that not all of those words are going to make it through to the final book, but a lot of them will, and I’m happy about that.
Part of improving my mental health has to be recognising that I am capable, I am good and I can do. Well the figures now stack up. I write a lot, and I have to stop making myself feel bad over nothing.
I am able.
I am proud of what I can do.
I’m running late again this month, unfortunately running is the thing the I’ve stopped, one terrible experience at a Park Run and I’ve been right put off. Still, I will get back into it some time. This is really just a quick note to tell you all is well. The depression is under medication (which I hate taking) and fortunately, these are helping me sleep, but they are dulling any emotions. Not great downers but no ups either.
I’ve also been very busy.
I’ve finally finished editing an anthology which goes on sale on the 25th.
I have finally finished writing “Locked In”. Yey! Had some major issues with this. This is in fact, a full rewrite – i.e. I threw the first version in the bin and rewrote from scratch. I’d had an edit done on the first version and boy did it tear me apart!
After the rewrite I went back to the comments to check I’d done everything – and I hadn’t. So I was in a quandary as to what to do. This was all about a secondary plot line that wasn’t working. So I took some advice that I disagreed with. Then I ignored the advice and decided to delete all references to the second plot line – and after I had, I’d only lost less than 1000 words. So that’s it, gone. Sometimes you just have to cut out the deadwood.
And, of course, I’ve been reading and reviewing comics.
So life continues and I hope to blog again soon.