Really Rough Draft
Raw unfettered shit- 50, 852 (Last update 34, 809) [Just this update- 16,043]
Slightly polished turd- 34, 809 (Last week 29,688) [Just this week- 5,141]
*Reminder slightly polished turd is usually soft revision I've done to help jump start me into the next day's writing. It's no where close to a second draft, but it's a bit more polished than my raw copy. But a blank page is a hard start.
If you pay close attention to those numbers, and know when I was ordered to bed by my doctor, you might be able to piece together what I'm kind of trying to do: Nano–at least the word count parts of it. Certainly I'm not starting on the first and I won't be done on the 30th and I care fuck for the website issuing me a certificate of completion, but the ramp up got me a little pumped to try and turn up the juice on my output. I'm a little behind because of the bronchitis–I spent those days in bed and wrote very little. (Doc turned out to be right though. A week of bedrest kicked it's butt and saved me from walking pneumonia.) Catching up to where I should be after a week of days that were only a few hundred words will probably take all month. But I've got a tiny reward lined up if I end up with 50,000 more words by Nov 30th than I had on the first.
Rather than a life update (which would go something like this: "When I started feeling better, I realized that there was two weeks worth of shit to do, and I'm still catching up.") I want to thank folks for these last two weeks.
Thank you so much to my handful of guest bloggers who kept me from having to put up ridiculously "jazz hands" content or simply put the blog on a "sick hiatus" for a few days. Even my mom jumped in with an article to help me pull through there. Heck I blew through all those articles, and I still have one to run tomorrow.
And thank you so much to my readers who stuck with me even though I went way off the usual fare. I know that two more weeks of off-schedule updates may not matter much to most of you, but it was a real hands flung into the air moment for me–to JUST be getting back into the swing of things and to be promising content and literally, that day, to succumb to illness felt very flaky. So I appreciate the patience.