April 13th 2015
Today I wrote for a bit, only 700 words, but that’s the first 700 words I’ve added to book 2 in a while. I wrote because I was feeling inspired, which loosely translates to ‘I was in a bad mood’
That’s when I seem to write most, and write best, is when I’m pissed off and just wanna get my head down and write.
I stopped after 700 words probably because I was enjoying it, so my anger went away, so I wasn’t feeling inspired any more.
It was good to write. I like it. I like writing this one more than the last one because I’m not just making it up as I go along, I have a set of notes, plans, ideas for this. I know where it’s going, I have the full plot I just need to write it.
I wish I’d’ve written more, because I do like this book a hell of a lot more than the last one, and I want to finish it because I think it’s one that I can actually be proud of, not like that last one.
Unfortunately I can’t get into any sort of rhythm with writing for a couple months because I go back to Uni at some point this week, which means revision starts.
Hopefully, after exams when I have nothing to do until I go travelling, I’ll have time to write properly. And I might even finish this one.
If I can be bothered.
Until tomorrow, I should write more. It’s fun.