Day 271 – Progress Report

Current Project: Memoir Status: In Progress Time Spent:  Writing: 21 hrs. Blogging: 2 hrs. Networking:  0 hrs. Reading: 10 hrs. Words: ??? Last week blew, but this week rocked. Twenty hours is the magic number. A writer I know had a teacher in college who insisted that you won’t see significant progress in your career if you aren’t writing at least 20 hours a week and after my experience last week, I kinda believe it. I don’t know what my word count is because I lost track because of edits. Usually, I’ve been writing in beats that kinda frame up as short stories because if I think of this project as a book I panic. However, this week I put all my completed beats into a single document and edited them so that they’d hang together....

Day 263 – Progress Report

Current Project: Memoir Status: In Progress Time Spent:  Writing: 6 hrs. Blogging: 2 hrs. Networking:  3 hrs. Reading: 12 hrs. Words: 246 I blew it this week and there is no excuse really. I felt down, really down. Don’t wanna get out of bed kinda down. Everyday this week, this project seemed like a huge mistake, an inevitable failure. HUGE EMBARRASSMENT. Those were just a few of the shitty things going through my head anyway. In my defense, I may have had a bug or horrific allergies, who knows. Whatever it was, I couldn’t figure out if I was sick or slipping into a depressive episode. It feels the same to me, sickness and depression. Exactly the same so I panic every time I feel a general malaise coming on. Anyway, I blew it. I couldn’t face my...

Day 256 – Progress Report

Current Project: Memoir Status: In Progress Time Spent:  Writing: 20 hrs. Blogging: 2 hrs. Networking:  3.5 hrs. Reading: 10 hrs. Words: 1443 I sucked at blogging this week, but rocked at writing. I had 3 solid days of flow and cranked out lots of pages and imperfect words that turned out to be a solid 1443 words after revision. The advanced workshop has me all fired up despite my reservations. It’s strange that younger people don’t write memoir. Perspectives change, insights change as the years go by and our hormones shift and forgiving gets easier, but is the voice of experience always better? I’ve been told more than once that I should wait to write this story until after I become a mother myself, that I won’t see things straight until...

Day 243 – Progress Report

Current Project: Memoir Status: In Progress Time Spent:  Writing: 15 hrs. Blogging: 3 hrs. Networking:  3 hrs. Reading: 11 hrs. Words: 762 Blogging is a chore lately. The pressure of my long project makes me resent writing anything else. Plus, writing is boring. There isn’t much I can say about the creative progress other than I sat down for a really long time again and thought really, really hard. It’s a battle everyday, this writing thing. It makes me feel like shit most days. You’re lucky if you get one brilliant sentence in a week that makes you think wow I can do this after all. This blog kinda makes me feel exposed too. This week was really hard on my writing life and personal life. I’m going through something that makes my writing...

Day 236 – Progress Report

Current Project: Memoir Status: In Progress Time Spent:  Writing: 15 hrs. Blogging: 3 hrs. Networking: 2 hrs. Reading: 10 hrs. Words: 418 Yup, less than 500 good words down this week. Weeks like these make me think failure is certain. But we’ll keep plugging away. Plug. Plug away. The only choice is forward.

Day 229 – Progress Report

Current Project: Memoir Status: In Progress Time Spent:  Writing: 15 hrs. Blogging: 3 hrs. Networking: 0 hrs. Reading: 8 hrs. Words: 1043 You know what I learned this week? You’re a lot more willing to show up for yourself and the work that matters to you when you accept that you are where you are without judgment. I am here, another 1043 words under my belt, good enough words, and I am content with that. Judging myself as behind or too slow or whatever does make the work better or faster. Forgiving yourself, now that’s how you get ahead in writing. This week was a gift. It ended with such love and company after weeks of self-isolation. I wish everyone week could end like last week with a small gathering of funny people who love to laugh and eat just...