Week one! …and a half.

Originally posted: February...at some point.

Progress!

Not as apparent on the blog front. I swear I’ve been keeping to my daily journal updates, just not so much… on the internet front.

I’ve been making fairly good progress, word count wise. Of course, I spent much of my time making excel spreadsheets showing said progress. Which by any means, is…you know, time I could spend writing. (Lord knows I have plenty of time) But whatever. It’s nice to see which days I did awesome (a really long line between two dates) and which days were more of…a struggle. (little short lines between two dates) If I could just get some sort of auto-smiley or frown function, I’d probably encourage myself to spend more time writing, less time charting. But ah well, I’m a weirdo and we all have our ticks. I hope…
But my excel gives me totally pointless valuable insight into where I’m at in the grand scheme of things. Such as, January, I beat my goal by seven thousand words! And this month I’m on track to beat my goal by about five.
So it’s going swimmingly! Despite the 15 minutes a day I spend analyzing graphs.

Official word count right now is 274,330. I see you three-hundred!

Also, I just recently read The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern and it was LOVELY! It’s exactly the kind of poetic writing (you know, the wonderful kind, not the ‘I’m a writer, look at all the words I know’ kind) that I would never be capable of. But it’s okay, because it is so COMPLETELY inspiring. For one, if I ever become some kind of freaky eccentric (why would you ever want to be another kind?) millionaire the first thing I’m doing is FUNDING a night circus.

You know, if Disney doesn’t get there first.(That sounds cynical, but I bet with the right team, it would be TREMENDOUS!)

But it also inspires me to create complex and beautiful worlds! And while I know that I’ll never get to the point where I can verbally paint those worlds, if I can create them in my mind, I have more hope that I can at least convey some of their wonder with my own (un-poetic) words.

So seriously. Night Circus. Be there.