Since Sunday, I’ve cut nearly 2000 words from a 15,000 chunk. That’s about 72 pages edited this week. I’m doing just fine. Today, I hit my first "problem" during this read-through: a scene that doesn’t flow well within the narrative. Noted. Will consider how to fix it later.
I’ve been working in the morning, getting stuff done early, and then not doing much with my day. I should change that.
K is for Keeping Up/Keeping Pace
Even for an introvert that loves to hang out with engineers, it’s nice to know a few writers. Community can become very important as we slog though writing, editing, submitting, publishing, marketing, critiquing, reviewing. Even if our experiences are fundamentally different, it’s good to be around people who are familiar with the landscape.
For a very long time, I couldn’t "be friends" online with writers. Because what do writers do online? They post word counts.
I am neither the fastest nor slowest writer, but it was killing me that other writers could knock out thousands of words per day. I don’t consider myself to be a competitive person. Instead, I’m a neurotic person. What was wrong with me? Why couldn’t I write that much? Why wasn’t I keeping up?
Ultimately, as is the case in harmful attitudes, it occurred to me that this was not helpful and had to stop. In the end, keeping up with someone else is not as important as keeping a pace that is conducive to good work. This isn’t to say that you shouldn’t settle with a comfortable pace or push to do the best you can, but becoming bitter and envious of someone else is just not good.