Sleep is Overrated (Step To My Bones, Day Two)

Picture by Moyan Brenn on Flickr

Picture by Moyan Brenn on Flickr

It doesn’t take long before life attempts to intervene with whatever schedule you’ve set out on to reach your goals. There are a multitude of things that compete for your time and attention at any given moment. Even with a time management strategy that works 90% of the time, you have those days where you feel underwater from the moment you wake up until the moment you fall back into bed.

When I add attainment of a daily word count into the mix, things seem to get really hectic really fast. So that’s when the to-do list comes out and things have to be prioritized down to a more granular level then before. And what moves to the bottom of that list?

Sleep.

There’s never enough time in the day, or enough time for sleep, in my humble opinion. I LOVE sleep. I enjoy taking a nap on a quiet weekend afternoon. I’ll sleep in late whenever I have the opportunity. It’s truly one of my favorite things.

Unfortunately for me, it’s also the one thing that takes up a big chunk of my precious time so, like my Netflix addiction, it goes out the window when I’m in the throes of writing a new book.

I was really hoping that I’d make it further in than Day Two before I had to sacrifice some Zzzzz’s, but yesterday got me. The day job, followed by a kid’s lacrosse game, followed by the lacrosse team pizza party meant that I didn’t sit down in front of my computer until 9:30pm. Then there’s the requisite “unwind” time that’s necessary before I could settle back into the story, so I didn’t start on my word count until almost 10:15pm. During the week for the last six months, that has been my bedtime. But- I can’t complain because I got ‘er done.

75 minutes of sacrificed sleep = 2183 words = Chapter Two draft complete

So long sleep. I’ll miss you.

(Photo credit: Moyan Brenn)

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Step To My Bones: Day One… Again

 

SONY DSCI promised in one of my posts a few days ago that I would give you guys a front row seat to my writing process as I draft, craft, and complete my next writing project. I wanted to do this for two reasons:

  1. It holds me accountable to getting it done in a timely manner.
  2. Hopefully you’ll get excited about what’s coming and want to read it when it’s done

I’m not going to be divulging too many details quite yet. My books usually clock in about 65,000 words. That was the case for the Shadows and Bloodtruth books. The Twisted Souls series fell out to be a novella series with the 2nd-4th books clocking in at just around 40,000 words. I tell you this because my original thought was that Step To My Bones was going to be another novella, but I’m not sure now, and I probably won’t know until I cross the 15,000 word mark.

At that point, the story is going to be pretty well baked in my mind, and I’ll have a good grasp of the major characters and the story’s main conflict. Being a pantster through and through, there is a certain amount of fluidity that I have to be comfortable with when I’m writing- so it’s one of those cases of I’ll share with you what I know when I know it.

I’ve started this story three times previously. For whatever reason, the front end just didn’t click which is why I kept going back to square one and eventually set it aside for another time. As you can tell by the title of this post, that time has finally arrived.

I travel for my day job, and I’ve found that being closeted on a plane for 2-3 hours without wifi is an ideal time to pound out the daily word count. So that’s exactly what I did last night on my flight home. I didn’t even bother with music. The hum of activity throughout the cabin was enough to provide the required level of noise I need to be productive. (I can’t stand trying to write in complete silence. It drives me batty.)

End result?

1 hour writing time = 2,040 words = Chapter One draft complete

The best part is, I feel good about it. The chalk outline of the guardrails for the story are there, and I’m ready to rock it.

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