Good morning everyone - wherever you are. The world is looking like a volatile place and I’m in a rather anxious part of it at the moment. I could do with a stiff drink but as it’s not quite 10am, I’m going to have to make do with my usual poison: tea.
My second lot of 10,000 words are due with my mentor today. They’re done and ready to send off once I’ve done my email. It strikes me as odd how the combination of mentoring and other Novel Racers’ real live success has spurred me on with my book – at long last. I hope the already published and nearly published Novel Racers will forgive my post today about my baby steps.
The mentoring makes me think in terms of 10,000 word sections because that’s the agreement I have: six lots of 10k words, every six weeks. To someone who’d never got past 24,000 words that sounded intimidating. Here I am though, having completed my second lot and I’m finding faith in myself at last. Perhaps I can do this.
As I go, I play games in my head. I’m already separating the story into chapters as I write, but at this stage they aren’t incredibly important … it’s still that magic 10k chunk, a thousand words at a time… How I love it when the word count flips over to the next thousand! I want to send as close to 10k as I can to the mentor so I aim to write a bit over and then I lose some as I tidy up. However, when I do that, I get another voice in my head. It worries away at me, saying that when I’ve sent off the 10k of words, I’ll have a whole 10k of mountain to climb again … so instead, I write over the 10,000 and then the page is never empty. The words will go off to her today, and I’ve already got 3,000 towards the next 10k section.
It's all head games.
What I’d like to know from everyone today is what games go on in your head? Do you play tricks with yourself to get it done? How do you break down the thoughts in order to manage these big unwieldy works in progress?