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Slow Moving

I've written 8,271 words so far on my NaNo project. I'm still falling short of the daily word count goals, but I'm not freaking out about it too much. I'm writing every day. That's huge.

What's funny, though, is how my writing is getting interrupted while I'm at home. My laptop has been taken over by minors!

For those of you who don't know, I signed both of my boys up for the Youth Program. I thought they might enjoy writing a story that wouldn't be graded or dissected in the quest to identify mistakes in spelling, grammar, or punctuation. I was right! They are enjoying it. My youngest has written over 500 (yes, five hundred!) words already on his story, The Dark Pokemon. My oldest, who started late, has kicked out a little over 800 words in just a few days on The Last Battle. (As you might have guessed, both stories are Pokemon fan fiction.)


Picture taken with Hubby's iPhone

Watching them cruise right along makes me realize just how picky I am about what I leave on the page. It's ridiculous when you stop and think that I'm supposed to be writing the world's suckiest rough draft. Despite knowing better, I find myself wanting to "get it right". This means fixing things that shouldn't be fixed until the revision stage. I am my own worst enemy!

Still, even with my inability to just let go and write whatever swill comes to mind, I'm confident I can still reach 50K. Why? Well, I'm taking a week's vacation! The only day I will not be able to write during that week is November 26, Thanksgiving day. Although, honestly, if the guys are going to watch football, maybe I'll try sneaking in a paragraph or two.

If I can keep the laptop away from the kids.

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