The problem was the candy in front of me. Write a few words, grab a piece of candy. Write a few more words, grab some candy. Next thing I knew, I had only written 300 words and had eaten more candy than I'm willing to admit. It didn't help much that I bought two bags of candy this weekend because they were 75% off. Mmm, Mounds and Heath bars.
An hour later I had written a thousand words. This is not my normal pace of writing, and it's especially problematic because I have to be awake again in eight hours--and alert at that. I was already falling asleep at my desk at four in the afternoon. What's a writer to do but fix some hot chocolate and bring it back to the writing station?
Okay, this didn't help either, but it was yummy, and it was a good distraction from my writing. Another three hours passed, and I wrote only two thousand words. I slowed down even more, but at least I hit my personal quota for the day. Despite having written at what feels like my slowest pace since my first few years of NaNoWriMo, hitting quota is a good thing, right?
Let's hope tomorrow is better.
Originally posted at SWAT. Reposted here because it's somewhat interesting. You should go read there too, though, especially if you're from South Dakota or Wyoming since they're not represented on my US map yet. I posted excerpts from my NaNo novel!