Yup. I gots a song for ya today. You might recognize this guy as the lead singer of Tonic, but I think I like his solo stuff better. I really like this song. I even entertained it as a possibility for my duet with Fab. I give you, Emerson Hart:
Before I take off to write more dirty sex posts, I have to brag about something. At about 10 am this morning, I decided that I needed to do a quick post at the Bar. I needed to catch up with a character that I had left hanging awhile back. I knew basically what he needed to say, and what foreshadowing he needed to provide. So, I decided to test myself a little. On my 15 minute break, I cranked out his post. 780 words, no edits needed, 15 minutes. Whew! I did it.
I looked at those 780 words and wondered how authors struggle to come up with 1000 words a day or 1500 words a day. I decided it wasn’t a struggle to come up with them. More likely, it was a struggle to find the time to commit them to “paper”. I know that my problem with writing is that I do a lot of stuff. I don’t have a lot of time to spit out 1500 words a day.
I was sure proud of those 780 words in 15 minutes though. I wrote - created, if you will - 52 words a minute. At that rate, I could churn out 20K words in about 6.5 hours. Real life, of course, dictates that those hours stretch to months, maybe even years. I dunno. This is one of the few times I’ve ever tried to time myself. All the other times involved sex not writing.
Oh, BTW, I’ve decided that I’ve made it to a certain level in the blogging world. Hellohahanarf has volunteered to drunk dial me. *blinks in shock* OMG!! Someone is gonna drunk dial me from Tequila Con! I am soooo stoked. Happy Tuesday!
