Sunday, July 27, 2014

Broken Glasses & 30-Minute Word Vomits

Red-eye flights mean pajamas on the plane!
This week, I'm Away. Schedules are off, beds are unfamiliar, and children are a bit cranky (us parents too). La Husband broke his glasses and I basically had to be his Seeing Eye Person for two days while navigating red-eye flights, two children, and a two-hour drive at 3 a.m. to our final destination.

Hello there, Beautiful.

And yet I managed to write.

Not as much as the prior week (15,000 words!) but enough to:

1) Finish the First Draft of a Bad Mom Rents a Man #2.
2) Add on to a story I've been vacillating with for the last six months and finally (FINALLY!) realizing it s-u-c-k-e-d enough to let it go. Not quit--just let it finally sink to the bottom of the dreck it was.
3) Delete The Story That S-U-C-K-E-D.
4) Start The Story That is AWESOME.

Really. Don't believe me? Here's a little of the research I did:
http://robohub.org/25-women-in-robotics-you-need-to-know-about/

Coolness, right?

I continue to write, but I am doing less and am okay with that. (In the last seven days, I wrote 6000 words--far from nothing!) I find that to write and get it done, it has to be fast with a hard and fast deadline. Usually, people want to write 1,000 words in an hour. 

I try for 1,000 in 30 minutes.

I call it Word Vomit. It ain't pretty and it's far from Finished Draft. Or Readable. But the words are there and the sense of accomplishment is something you can't take away from me.

(Try it and you may get hurt.) 

If you want to do one of these bionic sprints with me, look for #1k30min on Twitter. I like to post them in the evening. I would love for you to sprint along with me!

And ultimately, you too can create final products like this:

Someone got a pretty, pretty makeover!

P.S. I never count blog posts into my word count for the week, just as I would never count a grocery list or outline into my wordcount. Words that aren't written for my finished product (aka, a new book) don't get me to my goal (aka, a new book!).

Sort of what New Book Smell feels like.

Until the next Sunday Story...