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Final Word Count: August 29, 2011- 4,847 (10 pages); 1/2 a journal page

I’m miraculously on track. Somehow I’ve pulled myself up by the suspenders, gave myself a kick in my wedgied bum and got moving. I psyched myself up last weekend (really, was that only the day before yesterday?!) to write 15,000 words in 3 days and so far I’m right on track. I’m sitting at 43,013 right at this moment and tonight with the roomie at work until later, I’ll have the house to myself for some serious marathon writing.

there’s no way I’m going to be able to keep below 100 pages this month; I’m sitting at 94 right now. This is so exciting but I’m a little afraid to ¬†get the action started because even though my characters have made numerous references to their game plan, I still have no idea what they’re talking about. It’s a little stressful, especially since I have a feeling someone’s going to die, but whom? *Frustrated yell*

I’m really looking forward to the next one (a Dick Tracy- style Pulp Fiction) but I’m not going into it with the same excitement and effervescent optimism that August had. Is it because I attempted a piece in this style once before? Ir is this project starting to feel like a burden sometimes?

I may whine and complain about my writing but I clearly still care about it. Why else would I give myself a ridiculous 5,000 word count deadline 3 days in a row, PLUS write in my journal AND update my blog each day? (Ok, I’ll admit, the blog is a pretty awesome procrastination tool.) This has been my saving grace; I refuse to give it up.

I never thought I would be the kind of person to write a Western, or anything longer than an undergrad research paper (no theses for me!) but this just goes to show that you never know what you’re capable of until you push your limits. I’ve been far enough out of my comfort zone for long enough that I’m starting to feel quite comfortable in the outer limits. I really do get an adrenaline of deadlines, character and plot development and seeing my word count slowly creep up towards the 50,000 mark. There is a really wild sense of life satisfaction and a completeness in my soul that I never expected to find, mainly because I never knew it was missing. People comment on how hard it must be to do this everyday but for me the daily struggles are forgotten the moment things fall into place and I get a glimpse of the story that’s waiting to be told. It’s magical.


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