I've been doing really well at writing something every day, but I'm still struggling with the "shiny things" like overused verbs or adjectives, or typing "teh" instead of "the" (which I obviously must fix right then, it can't wait). For instance, I posted on Facebook 5 days ago that I had reached 27k. Yay for me!

I wrote maybe 700 words over the weekend, 1000 on Monday, and another 1000 on Tuesday. But my word count today was 28,888...

-_-

I have got to stop editing! Granted, the chunks I took out were probably going to be taken out at some point down the line anyway, but they apparently just had to be gone this week. At least to editor-me they did. Writer-me needs to stop reading her work and just let it come out.

Everyone is probably sick of me discussing my selves, but the struggle is real. Compartmentalizing is a lot harder when it comes to actually writing something than it is in the rest of my life. Now that I have a goal, hopefully me harping on the fact that I need to compartmentalize will help me do it.

The scene I've been working on for the past few days has taken a rather dark turn. As I see A and D go through this, I'm cringing, but also hoping that I'll make the readers cringe, too. All I can say is that if they come knocking at my door, the only think I could do is take a page from Chuck:

On a positive note, I inspired my sister to pick up her blog again (check it out! Whimsical Makes). She's super talented, and also insanely busy, but thrives that way.