Writing, huh? This is writing, right? This is gonna be a short one, given what’s going on.
- It’s NaNoWriMo. As of just a few moments ago, I cracked 16,000 words on Ex Urbes, the cyberpunk thriller I’m writing instead of Sharp because I had a lot of trouble with that story, as I wrote about. Ex Urbes isn’t any good, but it is easy to write, so that’s been working pretty well. I haven’t yet had one of my typical “amazing days” that help me knock out the novel sooner rather than later, but I’m ahead of the standard month-long pace, and am likely to continue pulling ahead even if I never have a burst-writing day.
- One of the problems with NaNo, though, is that I feel like I can’t do the other things that I like to do, because I should be writing. I still have a big stack of books that I need to read, but I can’t read, because I should be writing. I’ve barely touched my puzzle books, because I should be writing. What that actually means is that I end up watching Twitch and browsing too much stupid stuff on the Internet, because those are lower commitment, but wasting more time than I would if I allowed myself the other things. Ugh.
- I have been watching a bit of TV, though. I finished up Orange is the New Black, and intentionally haven’t added another drama to the list. I also haven’t watched Sabrina past the fourth episode. Mostly I watch a single episode of Brooklyn Nine-Nine and Last Man on Earth each day, plus The Good Place on Hulu the day after it airs on TV. That feels like little enough to be messing with NaNo.
I need to finish up this novel so I can put books back on the agenda. I’m going to aim to do that over the next week, but we’ll see if that happens.