After much deliberation, I have only conservatively adjusted my writing schedule. I wrote 9 pages last week, and really wanted to be a badass and set my benchmarks up to 10 pages a week, to force myself to finish the rough draft that much quicker.
But in a moment of sober adulthood, I kept it at 5 pages per week.
I know — I’m a little dissappointed in myself, too. But The Schedule has been a great security blanket while working on That Thing, and I knew it was wiser not to put myself in danger of falling behind.
In other news, writing is cool.
Gotta to keep a schedule and stick to it. That’s how I finished my first two drafts (of two different novels) and it is working my third and fourth.
Now, if I could just stop writing crap and actually write something worthy of publishing…
Anything’s worthy of self-publishing. 😛
Ha! When you put it that way…Yes, I suppose you are right. I guess I should say: something-I-would-be-proud-to-show-to-my-mother self-published.
Writing is chilly to the max 🙂 Sorry had a valley girl flashback for a mo.
Screw adulthood and it’s soberness. 😛 I don’t much like putting my writing in terms of ‘pages.’ I don’t like forcing myself to write; I tend to set aside a certain amount of time, and whatever I pump out is good with me. As long as it’s something.
Do what works for you, James. I just know that for me No Deadline = No Work. I can’t even stop myself from eating the last cookie, so I need outside structure to keep me motivated.
Setting goals is great! Revising them as needed is practical and necessary. It’s the difference between staying on a path at a lower speed and pulling over and giving up. 🙂
Indeed! Of course after agonizing over it, I hit my goal for the week today. 😀
Go you! 🙂