Fifty thousand

I hit 50,000 words this morning on my newest novel — the novel I’m hopefully will actually see the light of day. Fifty thousand and 14 words, to be exact.

You know, unlike the first one (55,000 words) that I got up early very morning to write and tried hard to get published and then promptly dropped the day — the very dayI discovered I was pregnant with D.

Oh, and unlike the second-latest one that started with such promise (and I probably will get back to, most likely, maybe?) and then abandoned?

Unlike all of the other semi-finished novels and not-so-short short stories filed away in folders?

This one is different. This one is raw and real and good, and you know how hard it is for a writer to even think that about their own writing.

I’m still getting up at 5:15 or 5:30 every morning, seven days a week, and it feels easier every day. I’m also going to bed much earlier than ever before — 9 p.m. at the latest, most nights — so I’m not exhausted from waking up so early.

I actually may experiment with getting up even earlier, because by the time I sit down with my cup of tea in the dark dining room — Chromebook glowing — I squeak in just under an hour before I have to wake up the kids and get everyone ready for the day.

I get 1,000 words done in an hour, and 2,000 seems to be the norm on the weekend days because we’re not rushing to the damn bus. If I got up earlier? Maybe I could get 2,000 each weekday and 3,000 on each weekend day? Or am I getting carried away and forgetting about SLEEP and toying with burning the (battery-operated) candle at both ends? I think so? Hmm.

It feels so good to finally be back at this kind of writing. I spend my days writing about just about everything, in every kind of style, for money. There is certainly no paycheque with this book, at least not yet and maybe not ever, but it’s feeding my soul.

It’s washing over me like warm bathwater. It’s calming the voice in my head screaming at me that the novel isn’t going to write itself. I’m sacrificing time and sleep and possibly sanity to work on it, but it feels right in every way.

It’s what I have always wanted to do, and I’m doing it.

I’m doing it! 

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