There’s only one way for me to build the work ethic I want; no internet until I finish writing for two hours.
I didn’t think I could do this. Opening my internet first thing in the morning is an ingrained habit, and nothing is more difficult than breaking a habit (which is why I need to make writing a habit in the first place). It wasn't going to be easy.
Here’s how my first day went:
I pull out my June To-Do list and wonder for the millionth time if I made the right goals. I tell myself there’s only one way to find out.
The Firefox button is alluring. Clicking on it would be so easy. Resist!
I’ve been stuck on a few scenes for the past week, so I take about 1,000 words of notes to try and figure out what I to do.
Did I schedule a post on my blog for today? I ought to check and make sure. Oh, don’t be such a worry wart; I know I scheduled it.
I reorganize a few scenes to make Tuccia’s character development clearer.
The other day I wrote something on Facebook that could take the wrong way. I need to check so I can do damage control. Don’t do it! She can be offended for two hours longer.
I decided to add a new scene. This means more research. (Fourth draft and I’m still doing research.) I find out what the Romans wrote wills on: wax tablets. Cool.
This process would make a good blog post. I should write it now before I forget. No, no, no! Take quick notes on a notepad and do it later!
I discover a fact that doesn’t make sense, which will complicate parts of the story. I look it up… lucky me, I find conflicting sources. Thanks, Rome, for making my job more difficult. When I go to heaven, I’m going to have a little chat with the ancient historians who didn’t take good notes.
I don’t feel good. I should check to see if anyone’s commented on my blog post so I can get an ego boost. Oh, for heaven’s sake, you’re obsessed with that dang blog.
Since the facts I gathered for this scene can be interpreted several different ways, I make a list of possibilities and analyze which would be the most likely.
I forgot, I was going to add Elizabeth Loupas’s new book to my Goodreads list. I better do that before I forget. No! Make a note and do it later!
I stare at the computer screen and tap a pen against my lips while I plan out the new scene. I get ink on my lips.
I should check my stats and analyze whether people prefer it when my blog posts are more personal or more removed. Stop it. Seriously.
Time’s up. Thank goodness; I’m tired. I didn’t get any actual writing done, but I made great progress.