There is a chance that I may have fractured a rib from coughing so much. Insert much pain here.
I was 16k into my aimed 25k day when this happened. I have since written 594 words.
I have an excuse though.
So, my word count is currently sitting on 41,594, which is a very respectable word count for Day 5, but annoying considering where I wanted to be. It also looks as though tomorrow will be filled with drs appointments and things like that, so I may have to reshuffle my schedule.
I’d sigh, but it hurts.
Also, I feel as though I should add that any word count is a good word count. Everyone has different goals during NaNo, and all are equally as valid. Some people aim to write the 1,667 words a day that will get them smack bang onto 50k on day 30. Some people aim to write 1,667 words the entire month. Some people aim to write 50k in a day. Some people are in between. No matter what your goals are, don’t compare yourself to others. Your goal is your goal, and it’s awesome.
A quick ROW80 update, as there isn’t much to report.
Edit up to chapter 15 of Rebellion: I haven’t even started edits for this week, but it might happen.
Reach at least 30,000 words for my NaNo novel: Done this. New aim, 50k.
Publish four blog posts: This will be my second for the week (excluding Monday).
Continue visiting other blogs as much as time allows: Not much better. I will at some stage.
Finish politics report/get bound: Going well, but if my doctor tells me that I’ve fractured my rib or ruptured my lung (the other option), I think I will be asking for an extension. Because PAIN IN MY CHEST OMG THE PAIN.
Finish history essay: I have a first draft that just needs editing and a few more references, but again, OMG THE PAIN EXTENSION PLEASE.
Now onto WIPpet Wednesday, the blog hop of glory.
Today’s excerpt is the opening four words of my NaNo novel. It’s four words because today is the 5th and I wrote it on the 1st and 5-1=4. #maths. And before you get all ‘why only four words mahhh’ let me remind you that OMG THE PAIN GOD DAMMIT LEAVE ME TO EAT MY CHOCOLATE.
The people are revolting.
Yep. That’s all you get.