procrastination


Lunchtime and right before I leave work are apparently not-so-much times for writing.  I think it’s because, as Douglas Adams said, “Time is an illusion.  Lunchtime doubly so.”

I’ve been resisting writing in the mornings because I’m really a great big ginormous ditz in the mornings, but it’s working so well for running that maybe I need to try it. I could spend some of my social media surfing time on writing.

Similarly, I think my daily writing goal is insufficiently ambitious.  On the other hand, I can’t seem to make that insufficiently ambitious goal, so maybe it’s plenty ambitious.

I wrote on the plane back from Wiscon.  That was interesting.

In other news, current spreadsheet estimates suggest my story in progress will end up being 16163 words long.  I have difficulty believing this.

Not only am I using Write or Die, I’ve also started posting daily stats to Twitter.  In addition to boring numbers, you get completely out-of-context sentences.

You can help!  You can mock when I fail to tweet!

Okay, maybe not.  I need positive reinforcement.  I had a rough day.  That said, I clearly need to do something.  I realized when I updated my motivational spreadsheet of doom/outline that it had been five days since I last wrote (because that’s one of the formulas).

My spreadsheet is also predicting that my story will end up being 20398 words, but I have a little trouble believing that.

Hi, my name is Katherine and I’m a metrics junkie.

I have an outline spreadsheet based on the Snowflake method to which I’ve added wordcount secret sauce formulas.  I downloaded it for NaNoWriMo many years ago.  I then have a tab that’s nothing but date, wordcount, and then it generates for you words remaining, words over goal, and days since last written.  If you plug the wordcounts into the scene listings, the spreadsheet will tell you if you’re on track or likely to end up long or short.

Apparently, however, this doesn’t help unless you put “finish outline” on your to-do list.  You know, the one that also has your laundry and work-related projects all in one big lump.  With–this is important–a deadline.

Now, “Finish story” is on the to-do list, so I have an appointment with Write Or Die every day.  I’m going to go for 250 words a day.  That worked well for me.  (NaNoWriMo requires about 1500 a day, and that’s fall asleep while typing time.)

I’m a fitness metrics junkie, too.  Write it down or it didn’t happen.  For example, I already have 115 miles on my new running shoes (yikes, already?).

It’s not that I don’t want to write. It’s not that I don’t enjoy it. It’s that I’m tired. What I don’t get is that I’m writing less now than I was during the email migration. Argh!
On the other hand, my spreadsheet of doom says that if I write every day I’ll be finished with draft 0 sometime between Christmas Eve and New Year’s Eve.
You know, that might just do it. It’ll only be draft 0, mind you. I still need to go in and put in a lot of villain scenes. But structurally, it’ll all be there and I can do the fun editing stuff instead of the tedious drafting.
Of course, what I really need if I want to write faster is a less demanding day job. Yeah. Like that’ll happen!
Maybe I should resort to shameless bribery. If I finish draft 0 by New Year’s I can upgrade my linux box? Hmmm.

Email migration hell has been over for a couple of months, and yet I’m not writing every day. I did get a galley of a story and am wandering over from time to time to see if my story’s out yet, but other than that…
I need to do something about that.
On the up side, it’s not really about donuts. I’ve lost thirty pounds.

This is one of them. I was last at work on December 21. I’m not expected back until after New Year’s.
You may now hate me. 😉
Sadly, this is not ending up being insane amounts of writing and working out. But I had a very busy year, and probably need the rest. I’m doing things like watching Frida for the billionth time instead.
My cats are in stink heaven. They think I’ve finally come to my senses and realized that working thing is a terrible idea. Now, if I would just forget that writing business and spend less time on my laptop goofing off, all would be well. I should devote myself to them as is their due. In fact, a couple have velcroed themselves to each outer thigh, which is nice because they’re furry and warm.
Instead of writing, I’m pondering the impending death of my PDA, and whether or not I need a new cellphone. These are clearly burning issues that must be pondered at length. Clearly.
Right now, however, the burning issue is my bed, and how it’s managing without me.

I got it from Jen; can I blame her for my posting a quiz? 😉
http://www.scifi.com/sfw/column/sfw13339.html
I got an 80. “A score of 66 or higher—You’re a E.E. ‘Doc’ Smith, Larry Niven, Greg Bear, Vernor Vinge, Charles Stross or Nancy Kress. Ideas come first for you, the stranger or more innovative the better. If you are a television series, you are Max Headroom, Star Trek: Voyager or Enterprise. This sort of storytelling, by the way, used to be known as science fiction, or ‘hard’ science fiction.”
I suspect it’s all the computer conferences, myself. Although my novel did hit a stalling point recently where I had to make a decision that would pretty much determine whether it was sociological SF or sociological SF with a hard SF spine, and I went for the latter.

I’m kind of…
…not writing.
I suspect I’m less well prepared for my novel than I thought I was–I’ve been opening the document file and staring at it and closing it without adding anything new. Perhaps making the outline a bit clearer would help.
Tonight, I’m meeting some other screenwriting people, which may end up in critiques! Cross your fingers!

No, really! You believe me, don’t you?
Yeah, well. Maybe you shouldn’t.
I’m tired, and stressed out, and have a headache, and, you know, insert a million more excuses to not write here.
I’m doing better with exercise, but exercise is easier than writing. Programming is easier than writing. I can write fairly difficult programs half-asleep, but I have to be awake and alert to write. Installing linux is easier than writing. It’s just so tempting to unwind a bit by doing all these easier things instead of writing. But no, I have a script to write, and as soon as I stop whining I’ll go do that. 😉
Okay. Three pages. If I’m really good, maybe I should treat myself after by installing linux on some of the spare hard drive space on my laptop.

I was stressed out after work last night, so I decided to unwind by converting my site from XHTML Traditional to XHTML Strict. *facepalm*
The most obnoxious part was going back and finding invalid markup in old entries and changing it. I think I’ve found it all. I even found a popup window I’d failed to spork–horrors! Die, popups, die!
I’m such a nerd.
And I really should have been working on my script.

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