This is incredibly painful. I sit there in the coffee shop with my laptop before me, pretty much daydreaming and trying to figure out what this scene I’m writing is supposed to accomplish and where it’s supposed to go. Usually by the time the first hour is up I’ll check my word count and it will be a paltry 300.
I’d like to think that I’ve done a very good job of eliminating my inner-editor and my writing has a lot of repetition, but that’s not even the issue with my story. It’s the fact that I have no idea where it’s going or what it’s doing, or how to stretch out another 25,000 words.
I think I’m three days behind on the word count now, and I’m pretty sure I won’t be catching up. This is my semi-official throwing in the towel but not really, meaning I highly doubt I’ll be hitting 50,000, and I realized November 30th coincides with Thanksgiving weekend, meaning I’ll probably be doing family stuff and it’s really going to put a damper on a writing marathon. I’m able to just write completely random scenes that seem tangible for my characters but I don’t really know where or how they fit into my story, but it’s good to write them out because they bring forth ideas when I do the massive rewrite for my novel that it will need.
I am at 21,691/50,000. I should be at 26,672. I’ll say right now that I’ll be pleasantly surprised if I reach 30,000. Hooray for lower expectations!