Oops. My bad.
If you'll notice in the sidebar, I did figure out how to use that widget to keep up with the word count. As of this writing, I have 8,501 words written. According to the math, I'm up 166 words over the minimum daily goal.
I finally shut her up with some Diet Coke and Halloween candy. She's easily bribed at times.
Sunday night, a few friends and I got together via Skype and did writing sprints. Best. Idea. Ever. The goal is to set a block of time, like thirty or forty-five minutes and just tear up the keyboard. At the end of the time, you report back with the words written. As one of my friends said later on why it works, "Because you don't want to be the loser of the group who is like '75 words and 5 Facebook statuses.'"
Accountability is a beautiful thing.
Yesterday, AKA Day 5, I had planned on writing the bulk of the day since I was off work. Those plans were thwarted, however, when Big Daddy said the words, "I thought we had some running around to do*?"
What was supposed to be a quick trip to Home Depot and Target, both stores that are located within five miles of our home, turned into an all-day adventure, not sitting down at home, for good, until 7:30 p.m. As weary as I felt, I somehow churned out some words,which ending up becoming my favorite chapter thus far.
I can do this.
*He was right. We did have some things to take care of. And he is.