Writing Weekend Update: Saturday

Revised Word goal: 5000
Current Word Count: 2,318

I find my writing day has had more ups and downs than the sand dunes on Bay Watch. It goes something like this:

• Wake up
• Realize I feel like I'm coming down with something but ignore it - no excuses
• Feed the cats
• Eat something
• Avoid looking at my laptop several times
• Turn on some classical music
• Read a book to get inspired
• Avoid looking at my laptop again
• Accidentally look at my laptop and force myself to go over and get started
• Struggle to write a few words
• Consider putting the deathstar in the story somewhere
• Avoid writers' block by surfing the internet
• Realize I've already read everything at the usual websites I visit during last night's attempt to avoid writing
• Struggle not to turn on the television for a quick "break"
• Write a few words
• Play fetch with the cat
• Switch projects out of desperation
• Write a few words and get on a roll
• Stop to do a word count of my prodigious production and realize I've only written 500 words instead of 5,000
• Despair that anyone will ever want to read anything I have written because it's boring and puerile
• Admire a passage I wrote yesterday when I was still a writer, and the virus I'm getting had not destroyed the writing center of my brain
• Cut my word goal for the day in half
• Watch the cats sleep while they lay as close as they can get to me on the couch
• Imagine a day when this might be my day job, and I get to watch them sleep as I write
• Smile
• Frown
• Resent their peaceful napping as I despair that I will ever finish a project
• Blog about my writing day
• Look at the long evening ahead and resolve to do better
• Procrastinate by adding bullets to this list

You can see how little actual writing has taken place. I did better last night than I have all day to day. Part of it is I'm still too controlling. I don't want to make a big draft mess I'll have to clean up later, so I have to plan what comes next. This makes writing a lot like constipation. Nothing comes of it.

I've decided it's time to make a mess, or there will be nothing to clean up. I'll let you know how it turns out :)