So, I’m writing this up about three hours before the 3 Day Novel contest kicks off. I have everything in order (I hope) to just start writing as soon as the clock hits 12. I’ll try to post this piece at some point on Monday—but there are no promises that it’s going to be up on time.
One of the worst parts of this contest is the nervous energy I get beforehand. I’d really like to just get stared on the damn thing, but I know I can’t, not until midnight. I even went off to the gym, even though it wasn’t a gym day just to burn off some of those jitters. I might have tired myself out a little bit too much, but I can deal with that a bit more than buzzing all over my apartment.
I think, before I go to bed tonight, I’d really like to have 4,000 or 5,000 words written out. It seems like a lot, but, if I can ignore everything else in the universe for three of four hours, I can totally get it done. The weird thing about this contest is that you can’t just quit when you hit a word count for the day. There’s a lot more immediate pressure than usual going on. It’s one of those times where I can blast out 8,000 words and then just think ‘and keep on going.’ As long as I’m able to write, I have to keep on writing. I get to stop when I’ve finished my story, which will probably be within a few hours of midnight on the final night. It’s a bit chaotic of a time, but it’s fun, in the same way that running an ultra-marathon of words is fun.
I’ve been messing with my Amazon KDP select for From Ash, and I think I’m going to start another round of free days soon. I haven’t quite set out the exact days yet, but as soon as I do, I’ll post a picture of all the days and make a point of mentioning it before they happen. Generally, they’ll be on a Saturday or Sunday when people can more easily get at their e-readers.
I apologize for how short this post is, but I’m outrageously nervous, and am going to go double check my outline to make sure I have it the way that I like it. This post mostly served as a warm-up, to get my brain moving a little bit.
See you on the other side,
Postscript: The contest writing is going well, although my eyes hurt and my hands are sore from all this typing.