It's more like climbing down this stony cliff. At 22k words, I'm about to that dark hole in the middle of the picture. I've felt for handholds to keep on going, I've strung together long, pointless chatterings of words to reach the next crevice where I can stop for the night and say, "You got this far. You can get all the way down."
Once I get down to that gravelly-looking bit that might mark 35 thousand words, I'll be able to slide. The slope is not so dangerous. Handholds abound. 15k is nothing. In fact, I could do that final 15k sitting on a piece of cardboard and just hanging on for dear life.
So I say. We'll see. Tonight, the words came easily, and I enjoyed writing them.
Goal tomorrow: 24k, if not 25.
1 comment:
You're doing great! I'm struggling so far with only 8277 words. I'm off work today so I'm shooting to reach at least 12,000.
Carrie :)
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