According to the event counter on this blog, I hit two years of writing daily last Monday, March 24th. Somehow, my own list only had that day as Day #348, but I trust a computer more than my own counting skills so–Hurrah! I have been writing daily for two years.
First, the stats:
The most I wrote in one day was 3500 words (HELLO, NaNo!) and the least was 125 (Hello school essay that I definitely had no motivation to complete). In total, I wrote approximately 181,000 words this year. That figure includes short stories, a novel, fanfiction, school papers, and blog posts of substantial quality. It’s shocking, actually, considering that I feel like I wrote way less than last year, when in reality the difference is only seven thousand words.* Given that I didn’t stick to any minimum amount this year, and overall was a lot easier on myself about whether I got things done or not, I think that’s pretty good. I also wrote substantially less “unreal” writing–fanfiction, blog posts, etc–so more of my writing is at least potentially publishable.
Speaking of publishing.
I need someone to invent a magical pill that gives me the motivation to sit down and edit this stuff. Right now I have three short stories and a novel that are all finished and probably good enough to go somewhere if I could just sit down and work through them. Somehow, whenever I think “Ah, I have a nice quiet weekend coming up, I shall do editing then” I get swamped by class, by family, by an evil mutant cold virus, etc. Next weekend, for example, I’m working every day (Friday, Saturday, Sunday). Unlike with writing, I can’t edit in short bursts. I need time to concentrate on what I’m doing. Hence the lack of blogging too–I’m behind on everything, it seems. It’s just gotten to that point of the year.
Here’s to Year Three of writing daily, and here’s hoping this isn’t the one that shorts out my brain.
*You can see the stats from last year here.