My last post showed that, while I know all the things you're supposed to do, I ignored every single one of them. *sigh*
It was painful to try to keep writing when I could see misspelled words staring at me. Poor word choices or missing words altogether. Obviously repetitive sentence construction. All of these flaws were right there on the screen, dragging my eyes to their horrid existence and begging to be released from their pain.
So I fell victim to their call and didn't get more than 25-30 words down before scrapping it all and trying again. And the same problems would pop up.
When I finally got a flash and started typing furiously, I ended up with 447 words in roughly 15 minutes. So why did I stop?
Because I had no idea how many words I had. That's right, go ahead and whip me. I stopped writing because I didn't know how many words I'd already written. ugh. And it doesn't get better from there.
Let me shorthand several paragraphs: I wasted a full 90 minutes with iPad application nonsense. I got my 447 words in 15 minutes and then came to a screeching halt doing absolutely nothing (though I am set up now and really like what I've got).
I've reviewed my 447 words and they're not golden; they will definitely need some major reworking (one paragraph is actually really good). But I'm not going to do that for a long while. The effective thing about forcing myself to keep writing is that it's essentially priming the pump. It'll take a few minutes or so to get things up to speed. I'm sure, just like working out at the gym, that the more I do this, the shorter the priming needed.
As a side note - I've also realized that I work much better when I spend time with creative people. That's a big part of the process for me.
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