Behind the times

Some days you’re the pigeon, and some days you’re the statue. Today? Today I feel more like the statue.

I woke up, as usual, super early. I spent a couple of hours putzing around, then I started to get super sleepy. Kept dozing off on the couch, so I took my Adderall and made some coffee…and promptly zonked out again. I tried to force myself to drink the stuff to hopefully wake up, but yet again, I kept falling asleep.

Why does any of this matter? Because I had planned on getting some serious writing in this morning, and this drowsiness is word-blocking me something fierce.

I still theoretically could finish my draft on time, but not if I can’t pick it up soon. With my current word count goal and deadline, I have to write 1100+ words per day, on average, to finish on time. Sounds like a small amount, but when I’ve been averaging 0-300 words most mornings, it’s problematic. This draft is fighting me, and though I’m 77% done and on track story-wise, I worry.

I’ll get past this narcoleptic block, but I have to focus. If I want to be a full-time author, I need to be able to break past things like this. If a book gets delayed, that’s less income, right? Just like I can’t be falling asleep at the day job, I have to try to stay awake for this “job”–regardless of whether or not I currently am full-time at it. I have to take this as seriously as I want to be taken.

I can do this. I just have to focus. Stay awake. Get ahead.

Eleven days left to finish my draft. 1134 words per day to meet my ideal minimum word count goal.

Focus. Focus.

Stay awake.

Get ahead.

Maybe the weekend will give me the boost I need…