photo by Shayan (USA) on Flickr
I swear, I’ve felt like Tiger Woods* these last few days. I couldn’t get to par on my NanoWriMo word count to save my life. Too much going on, yes, but perhaps more importantly, my story engine hadn’t kicked in yet. You know what I mean, it’s that point when things really start happening. The bad guy comes out of the woodwork, the building collapses, the Galaxicon ice worm wriggles into the away team member’s pancreas and stows away on the ship. Like that.
Note to self: next time forget about setting up the story. Do that later, some time when you aren’t ridiculous numbers of words behind schedule. Instead, go straight to the meaty stuff.
Focusing on the action makes writing so much easier. My best day so far this month was 2,800 words before today, but this morning I managed almost 5,000. Because today I got to blow up a ship. A space ship. With my main characters on it.
Good times.
* For all I know Tiger is back on top again, but last time I stumbled on golf news he wasn’t doing particularly well. Still, Tiger is a global icon, and even if you (like me) are essentially uninterested in golf, you probably still get the golf tie. Feel free to tell me how out of touch I am in this department.
J.R. Johnson 
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