Day 8 of editing a draft in a month

Daily goal: 4,140 words/day.

Today: 7,174 (killl meeeee)

133 Pages Edited so Far

Draft 2 Goal: Increase Conflict and Suspense

I think the hardest part of this isn't the writing work. It's the emotional work. Every morning I'm like, "Is this book any good? Is this a waste of my time?" And every morning I have to just push through it. I think this is normal. I have absurdly high standards for my writing, and I doubt I'll ever reach my own expectations.

I spent all of Friday and Saturday with my youngest sister. I didn't touch my book. It felt so freeing. She visited me a couple years ago and I couldn't just sit and be in the moment with her and it killed me (and I wrote a short post about it), so it was really lovely to see that I can be 100% present with her now.

She left Sunday morning and I spent the rest of the day writing in the most magical place (pictured below).

It's much harder to come back from a break than it is to write every day. It's like there's this invisible wall that grows taller and stronger the longer I go without touching my book. And once I've been writing for an hour or so, the wall disappears. It's there every morning, but it's thin like paper when I write regularly, and thick like steel when I take month-long breaks or longer.