Trying a new thing this month. I’m going to keep a daily log of my progress, both to show what kind of pace I tend to keep, and to see if that helps me stay motivated.
Day One: 1,866
Day Two: 4,821
Day Three: 9,010
Day Four: 12,123
Day Five – Ten (sick): 12,467
Day Eleven-Fourteen: 13,213
Day Fifteen: 14,731
Day Sixteen: 14,731
Day Seventeen: 15,204
Day Eighteen: 18,401
Day Ninteen: 19,886
Day Twenty: 19,970
Day Twenty-One: 19,970
Day Twenty-Two: 25,300
Day Twenty-Three: 27,143
Day Twenty-Four: 31,072
Day Twenty-Five: 33,231
Day Twenty- Six: 37,340
Day Twenty-Seven: 40,001
Day Twenty-Eight: 44,322
My incredibly scientific and official cocktail napkin anatomy says that the detailed results of me writing at that pace would be… my fingers taking leave of my hands, my hands yanking my arms off and scrambling to catch up with my fingers, and all of them running off to Aruba without so much as a by-your-leave. And they definitely wouldn’t take me with them, the ungrateful bastards. They’d pick up some other body to do their drinking for them, even.
This is my way of saying I’m impressed as hell. And, naturally, looking forward to reading all this crazy-goes-to-11-ness when (not if, but WHEN) it is published!
my maximum word limit for one day is 2k…… *feels like a failure*
2k is nothing to sneeze at, for sure. I’m like an athlete – most here for performance art, not applicable to most people’s real lives.
haha XD well. thats a good metaphor. (sigh… you are a writing genius.) 🙂