It was, perhaps, a bit of extreme optimism that made me think that I could update the blog three times a week while I was also trying to write a fifty-thousand word novel in a single month.
Now, to be clear, I am not going to completely give up on updating my blog. But, I think we will both just have to accept that there will be days like this where you’re going to be reading entries like this; short, to the point and not really what you were expecting to read.
But, surprise is the spice of life and I think you’ll manage to do without a proper blog entry for a few more days.
Once again, we find ourselves at the end of the month just a few entries shy of the ten entries that I promised ya’ll. This month, I left it dangerously close to the deadline.
But never fear, I won’t let you down; not this month nor any other month. There will be ten entries by the end of May, no matter the cost.
I’ll write about horror and I’ll write about beer. I’ll write about small parrots and bad movies. There will be entries that will astound you and entries that will make you tear up and well up and you’ll learn a little something about yourself today.
But I promise you more than just the ten for the whole month. I promise you ten entries for today. Since I have today off and since I’m badly in need of stretching my writing muscles, I’m going to write and publish ten blog entries for your enjoyment today.
So let’s get cracking!
This entry counts, by the way.
The more I write of the sixth and final story, the more there seems to be to write. A little more backstory, another character or two, the plot keeps stretching out in front of me with no clear end in sight. It’s daunting, because it looks like this one is shaping up to be the longest story of all of them. Already, the story is as long as the longest story, but the investigation hasn’t gotten off the ground yet.
What I’m trying to say is that I don’t think I’m going to make the midnight deadline. I’m going to keep writing, don’t get me wrong. But there is more story here than I previously thought.
So! Though I’m not making my self-imposed deadline, I don’t think any of us has a reason to feel too badly about that. I think the last story in the collection is going to be pretty damn awesome. I’m extending the deadline to Friday and we’ll take it from there.
This morning I woke up to the sound of dripping water. Apparently, a leak we had thought gone, is now back and with a vengeance. We’ve had a leak right over the light fixture in the hallway that connects our living room with the bedroom. It’s annoying, because its warped the floorboards and goes through an electrical fixture, which is a bit nervewracking.
So that’s how the day started. While I was calling the landlord and talking to the people upstairs and chasing drops of waters, I began to get a migraine. This is not particularly how I wanted my first day off in over a week to go.
And, I also realized at the last minute, that I have a birthday party to go to tonight.
So! I’m extending my deadline to finish my story until tomorrow at midnight. I’d feel guilty about doing this, but my noggin is still achy and there’s water on my fridge.
Since I’ve read at least three articles that state you should have small, clearly defined goals instead of giant, nebulous goals, I’m going to start setting small goals for finishing the book. I’m feeling a little overwhelmed by the sheer number of things that I need to have done, but if I break it down into chunks, I should be able to focus better.
This week’s goal will be to finish the sixth and final detective story that I want in this book. I hereby give myself the deadline of Sunday at Midnight to complete the story.
This will go a long way toward ensuring the book will be done on time and also keep me from having a panic attack.