It's crazy how sometimes you get so caught up in writing, you feel like you're flying through it. You look up at the clock every once in a while and realize you're making progress! You were several scenes away an hour ago when you looked up. You start to pat yourself on the back when you see all of the paragraphs you've written. The witty dialogue didn't take much work to crank out as it your brain just comes up with it on the fly. (Which is why you really a schizophrenic having conversations with yourself in your writing) It's exciting. And every time you stretch, you look at your dog/boyfriend/girlfriend/teddy bear and say "just a few more minutes and we're go to bed, I promise" But the minutes tick by as your continually click through your keyboard, the paint wearing off the keys, a worn pattern of natural oils has slickened the space bar and a spot on the the mouse where your finger hovers.
But as you think you're reaching closer and closer to your destination pages. You're cranking out scenes like a machine. You have all of the right elements. You're capturing all of your thoughts and key elements...
You realize you barely typed over 15 pages in 3 hours.
You made progress...writing just isn't about speed and quantity. It is about exploring the world and find a way to take your time to get when you needed to go. If it were easy and short, simple and with no frills, it would be a Tweet.
Happy Writing, Writers.
Keep it up. Love your writing. Embrace your style. Let your crazy expand. Live your characters. This is passion.
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