I have a confession to make. I am a procrastinator. Go ahead, ask anyone who has ever lived with me. Need something done in a month? Check in with me the day before and watch my head exploding. So, it comes as no surprise to those that know and love me that perhaps this writing a book in 30 days thing was going to come down to the last few days. I should be writing my novel right now, but I’m here whining instead.
Come midnight I will have THREE days left to finish my 50,000 word novel, Coming Home. Should I admit now that I just crossed the halfway point today? My word count is 27,663. Over the next three days I need to average 7,446 words a day. I must forget that my best day so far has been 5,128 and that was today. I’m a little concerned, I admit it, but I will push through especially since I failed last month’s challenge. I can do this! Right?
I will tell you that Laurel and Mitch are currently not speaking to each other but I am so excited about where this story is going. Today is the day I fell in love with my book and I can’t wait to get started tomorrow.
Tomorrow I agreed to help put up Christmas decorations at Gage’s school for three hours. That will leave me almost four hours to write before I bring Gage home (he has music class after school). Tuesday and Wednesday will be all day writing days.
When I do the wrap up in a few days I will list all of the things that I found to do when I should have been writing. I don’t want to spoil anything but a big one rhymes with zaps.