I had nearly a 5,000 word weekend. Which, since NaNoWriMo last November has been the only significant contribution of new content to The West Wind.
I know this will probably only fuel the fires of debate around the hazards of binge writing, but too bad. I don’t think I would have even made it this far without the binge. And at the very least I have the pressure of a half-finished draft of a novel to compel me to move forward. Well sort of.
I have heard of writers who love to write but find every excuse to avoid actually doing it. I think it was on one of the writing podcasts… I most certainly believe that I am one of those types of writers. The latest most well exploited excuse was my complete inability to get anywhere near one of the computers on which I typically write. Solved that with a new ASUS netbook. Which, I must say, is quite handy. Perhaps it was just an excuse to rationalize a new toy. Hmmmm.