I goofed off on the writing today. After ten days of hard wordsmithing, I thought I deserved it. But I wasn’t going to slack off completely, so the goal for the day was 2,000 words. And I finally did it — squeezed out the last hundred or so to finish with 2,003 words, some of which may not even make sense tomorrow morning because it’s the tail end of the day and I can hardly keep my eyes open.
There are times when the writing flows like water along a sparkling stream and other times when it’s a tooth-gritting struggle.
I’m a little more than 13,000 words away from the NaNo finish line, and probably another 35,000 or so away from the end of the novel. I think Week Two fatigue is beginning to set in because that line looks awfully far away.