The final sprint in this cycle ended… with a bang! I hit a near personal record, if not a personal record, writing over 13,000 words of fiction. Given that Monday was a total bust for fiction writing like the rest of the sprint, that was a great ending — hopefully followed by a great National …
Nada. Kind of fitting that the last sprint prior to NNWM is going south fast.
Too many other things going on. Written a grand total of zero words.
Sprint 13 was a disaster. Here’s to Sprint 14, the last one before NNWM, being a rebound to get the momentum going.
Week 1, I was trampled by the year end stuff. Week 2 has been trampled by the year start stuff.
Year end stuff has sucked the life out of me.
Ok, 12 didn’t go as well as 11. The year end Day Job stuff is draining my will to do anything when I’m not at work aside from veg out. Again it seems like I need to get into discipline mode with myself and make myself react better to stress. On to Sprint 13, where …
Heading into a storm, the Sprint is in decent shape. There’s a storm coming that may or may not derail me, but… Update: Storm passed. Nothing happened. But it still managed to derail me getting ready for it.
Sprint 11 was the greatest success since Sprint 1. For Sprint 12 I will be looking to do more of the same: taking it easy and writing more on pens to see what works for me and doesn’t. Here’s to Sprint 12. I need to start naming these things again.
Goals Set, Goals Met. Everything is going swimmingly and I’ve reached that point where each success is merely fuel for the next success. Accomplishments are kind of like a garden: the seeds planted can turn out awesome if cultivated correctly.
