Well, I started book 2 of the trilogy yesterday evening and got a colossal 7,000 words done. I’m sitting here at 14,000 now and I’ve been up for a little over four hours. This is very bad for me. And I was at this stage during the first book of the trilogy, too – I was ready to stop writing it and switch projects and hope I came back to it, liking it, later. But I pushed through and kept writing it, and I was enjoying it by the end of it. However, in Book 2 I add another two totally different, separate plotlines with different settings and pretty much entirely new casts (both also jump backwards in time, but surely that’s irrelevant!). I could write 50,000 in the next 13 hours and I’d *still* be behind (granted, only by a couple thousand words, but it’s the principle of the matter). I stopped writing about 45 minutes ago, guessing that staring and scowling at the screen wouldn’t get much done and took a break, making lunch (early lunch) and watching an episode of South Park. And now I’m writing this instead of the stupid story.
Week 2 is always hardest for me. I’ve just finished shifting my entire life around so I can dedicate my waking, breathing hours to this, and the pressure of it starts to set in. I usually always fall behind around now, which adds more pressure and so on. At this point, I want to say that I can get to 340 before bed, but that seems so far away and even if I fking do that, I still end up 60,000 words behind. I’m not helping myself by not catching up at any appreciable rate, and if I don’t start making serious gains on my deficit by the end of the week, the odds of me getting to the million aren’t good at all. I need to sit down and just fking write.