Oh, am so unmotivated today. I'm 25% of the way there and starting to suffer from mid-novel slump. Am tired and drained and can think of a hundred things I'd rather be doing. Like blogging, or changing nappies, or scrubbing out the fridge (something green and sticky has exploded in there), or digging in the garden or walking the dog, or hoovering. Yes, hoovering. That sounds a lot more fun than writing.
But oh the guilt. Oh the agony, the self-hate, the loathing... have even tried bribing self with violet crumble (ate it), and spent the afternoon shovelling in party food (Melbourne cup do - lost, lost badly, I shall miss those $4. Actually one of the girls got the trifecta in the Mother's Group sweep. The TRIFECTA. I mean c'mon. Is that fair?) and am now telling self that I can have a take-away if I write 1,000 words. Of course I'll have the take-away anyway as I simply cannot be arsed cooking anything and the thought of an omlette makes me want to die from boredom. DIE I tell you.
sigh.
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Am sharing your pain! Nodded my head all through your post. I've written the least since NaNo started, and I'm hating the last 5000 words or so. NOT GOOD! Bummer is we don't have takeaway where I live.
I'm with you girls, this sucks big time. I'm writing and hateing every word I write why do I keep putting myself through this.
My only hope is that at the end I will have a fantastic novel, Yeah right (NOT).
Hope your days improve, I take my hat of to you girls that are doing this with young kiddies.
hugs
Sandie
Come on. 10 000 words is brilliant. Don't give it up now. Hang in there for the take-out. Deserve it.
Sigh. Dunno who I am to talk. My mid novel slump lasted 6 months. Have only just got passed it now.
Jess
Rach, oh my god, you don't have takeaway??? Am having to lie down with a wet flannel on my face for a moment (my old house-mistresses cure for everything). Will immediately stop moaning that I'm over pizza / thai / italian and indian and wish someone else would set up a restaurant around here.
Gal - you make me laugh! But I better get back to the sex - my characters that is, not mine!
Sounds as though you need a walk cait... take one, with umbrella if necessary. I tell you, it does wonders for the mind... oh and body as well.
Come on throw in the what ifs and get writing.
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