40 weeks! Time to celebrate.

I love milestones. With any goal I set, I create milestones along the way. And I celebrate them all. Today iI had ice-cream and cookies.

Ok, I know I have 40 PB first drafts, and that should be a big enough prize. The results should be their own reward, but the ice-cream and cookies certainly help too.

Have I mentioned before that I’m not good at self motivation? I’m not. I’m always surprised when I get anything done. This 40 weeks is a huge accomplishment. I’m mostly surprised that I haven’t wanted to quit yet. This is exactly the kind of thing I would normally talk myself into. I might decide that I’m bored, or have gotten enough benefit from the exercise. Not this time.

I keep going. I have twelve weeks left. Three months of writing. Something else good is bound to appear out of my pencil. And I am proud to say that I am happy with my week 40 book. It got a smile out of my husband which is always encouraging. It’s very different, very meta. Short, sweet, cute, funny. It makes me happy.

And I have next weeks story all mapped out which is a nice change. In recent weeks my stories have been popping out at the last minute. It will be a happy change to have six whole days to work on  a draft. I’ll be able to work nice and slow. Slow to me now means six days instead of one. I’m guessing that isn’t really slow to most people. How perspectives change. That perspective is definitely a product of the last 40 weeks.