Shocked Myself

I totally freaked myself out earlier when I looked at all the writing I’ve done this year. Most of it is first drafts but I chucked it all into a single folder tonight. It consisted of my July Camp NaNoWriMo project, my November project, an outline for another novel, a first draft from earlier in the year, a few short stories and various articles. All in all, I’ve written 219,000 words. Two hundred and nineteen thousand words.

I knew that my two main projects total about 140K but I didn’t have a clue that I’d written so much other stuff. Aside from those that are flash fiction pieces, I didn’t even include blog posts. I pumped the numbers into google and it worked out at 600 words per day. Now some days I wrote absolutely nothing. Many days in fact. Other days, my pen flew across the page like the stylus of a rampant seismograph. I managed 10,000 words one day. It was my highest daily word count ever.

I’m not sure what any of this means, but I am working on my writing habits. Maybe by the end of next year I’ll have written more words than I wrote this year. Or maybe I’ll be over my relatively recent obsession with counting words.

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