I’ve been back in the States for exactly one week now, and while my stomach is still having trouble adjusting, I’m more or less used to the American way of life. Not much culture shock this time, though that could change once I get back to Utah. That place is pretty strange.
So without a foreign culture to navigate (or a job, though hopefully that will soon change), I have a lot more time to focus on my writing. Trouble is…it’s coming slow. Like, reeeally slow, at least for me. I’ve been clocking in at less than 800 words per hour, sometimes as low as 500. I’m still hitting betwen 1.5k and 2k words per day, but still, it’s way more of a struggle than it needs to be.
I think the main problem right now is that I’m writing with my internal editor looking over my shoulder. Somehow, I seem to have forgotten how to turn him off (maybe that’s why I didn’t get very much written in Georgia, hmmm…). To compound matters, it seems like every ten minutes I want to get up and do something else. That’s not a very good way to be productive at anything, let alone writing.
Fortunately, I think I’m slowly getting the good habits back. I’m writing a little less than two scenes a day, and the momentum is building. With this timer constantly staring me in the face, I’m much more conscious about how I structure my day. I haven’t hit four hours of productive writing time yet, but I am consistently getting to three, so I think it’s just a matter of self discipline before I can up that to four.
All boring writer stuff, I know. But the long and short of it is that I’m slowly getting back into the swing of things. If I can turn off that internal editor and start writing faster, I think I can finish The Sword Keeper before the end of the month. That would free me to work on a lot of other things, most noticably publication of Stars of Blood and Glory. That’s the next one in the publishing queue, though I’m still waiting on a couple of first readers <cough>.
That’s about it. I just wanted to vent some frustration, since man, writing is tough when your internal editor is breathing down your neck. But don’t worry–I’ll shut him up soon, and my writing will be better because of it.
Time to get immersed back in story.
