So all of my blogging plans for the month of November pretty much flew out the window as life took over.
The chicken coop is not done yet, but it will be done this week. We got a lot accomplished on it this past week, and we’re definitely within sight of the end. At last.
All the chicken coop things threw a huge wrench into my NaNoWriMo plans, though, and suddenly it was November 30th.
And I had a lot of writing to do.
A LOT of writing.
I don’t think you understand how much writing.
See, here’s my stats chart:
Yeah. That much writing.
To be really precise:
I am paying for it today. My right (write, haha) hand is stiff and sore. My back is pinching something fierce, and NaNo Hangover is definitely starting to kick in.
But I wrote 50k, without an outline even.
But I never want to do it like this again.
A few random statistics:
Total hours spent writing were 39.21.
Total words: 50,018
Total writing sessions: 97
NINETY SEVEN writing sessions. That meant whenever I did get to sit down and write, I was only writing for approximately 24 minutes at a time. At about 22 words-per-minute.
Just some food for thought… both for you, and for myself.