Yesterday was one of those days when word count obsessions and staying ahead of schedule paid off massively, as I spent most of Friday on the sofa, producing 0 words.
It happens. I won’t say I didn’t experience any guilt for not even trying to write a single word, but that’s just how it is sometimes. It took a day off and I’m all caught up on The Voice and Top Chef, making the day anything but a complete waste of time! 
I made up for it this morning by writing 2000 words. The novel has reached critical mass now and I had to write a few crucial scenes (drama! drama! drama!) Obviously, the first draft of Release The Stars won’t be done by Tuesday evening, but I’d planned Wednesday as a writing day all along as well, so that’s the new goal I’m aiming for.
I guess the takeaway from this blog post would be: it doesn’t matter if you miss a day of planned writing and there’s no use in beating yourself up about it either. Just pick things up again the next day and carry on.
Have a great weekend!
Three sessions = always better than none…
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