Some times I overload my day and then stress when it all doesn’t come together.
Take Monday. I needed to see Deb off on her business trip and then get started on the painting so I could do my ComicMix work and then, as planned, begin writing the Iron Man novel.
As a result, I got up at 6:30, kissed Deb goodbye and then got dressed and headed to the office. I did a coat of paint and went upstairs to work. 45 minutes or so later, I returned to the basement for another coat. At this stage, I am working on walls and cut shelving which Jeff will install tomorrow.
This goes on all day. The ComicMix stuff went fine for the daily work, then there was planning ahead, writing up a review to run on Sunday and the like. I also did some work in my role as consultant to Reed Exhibitions for February’s NY Comic-Con. And between coats, I finally took time to read the paper and eat something.
Suddenly, it was after 1 p.m. and I hadn’t started the novel. I finished a coat and ran out the door to handle the errands that were required including buying more primer for the balance of the wood to be cut.
Got home, ate some lunch, and put away the now dry wood. I struggled with my new desktop and finally got it on the saw horses and applied the first coat of polyurethane. As I finished with all that, it was now 3:50 and had received a phone call that obligated me to help do some Democratic stuff. I waited for a pickup that never materialized so finally at 5 I called it a day and read for a bit.
In the evening, rather than write, I presided over the RTM and felt the pressure. Nothing like starting the book a day late and 3000 words behind.
The good news is that today, with Jeff’s arrival put off by a day, I had no painting so managed to do all the ComicMix work and finally begin. As I sign off for the day, I have managed to get 3900 words drafted putting me only 2100 words off the pace. Having begun, I feel much better for it and hope to keep chugging along now that I have a few words under my belt.