Elisabeth Naughton - Author of sexy romantic adventures and dark hot paranormals


Sunday, September 2nd, 2007
Two Things

One –

Writing when the words are not flowing is pure torture. Complete Hell. Like peeling the skin off your bones one agonizing millimeter at a time.

Two –

Forcing yourself to write when the words are not flowing and meeting your 1000-word goal even though you had to open a vein to do so is the best feeling in the world. Almost as good as typing T-h-e E-n-d.

Okay, I lied. More than two…

Three –

I’ve discovered the bathtub is where my muse lives. After the bloodletting I took a hot bath, locked the door and thought. And discovered the reason the scene I’d been working on was like pulling teeth was because I was writing it out of order. Two other scenes I’d earmarked for later have to come first. The scene will stay the same with a few minor changes, but its impact will be much greater with what has to come before. So all in all, not a lost day even though I felt like it while I was writing.

Oh, yeah. Word Counts.

Let’s see…yesterday I got 1795 and stayed up until 1AM to do so. (Also researched a bit on the other book which I said I wouldn’t do, but what-evah. I felt like doing it.). Today, barely scraped by at 1052 BUT I figured out what was wrong, so that’s success in my book.

Did you meet your goal for the day?

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