Reset and recalibrate.
I made a smart move at the start of the year by taking what I thought I
could do in 2020 and cutting it in half. I did this again at the start of
March, so now my yearly goal is 25% of what I wanted it to be. There’s
always the thought process playing in the back of my ambitious,
over-achieving mind that slashing a goal to 25% is not good enough, not
words enough, not impressive enough. And to that voice, I say: You can always keep going. You can always do more. But it’s also
important that I know it’s OK if I don’t.
Set bite-sized, achievable goals.
1,000 words in an hour every day is an admirable goal. But it’s one I’ll
fail most of the time. For starters, I can’t write 1,000 words in an hour.
I’m more a 700-words an hour kind of girl (or more accurately, a 200-ish
words in 20 minutes kind of girl). I’m also more of a “most days” kind of
girl rather than an “every day” kind of girl. And that’s when I’m not ill
or covered up with work or there’s a global pandemic at large. Bite-sized
goals will look different for everybody, but for me, especially right now,
that’s been however many words I can scrape out of 5 minutes. (Remember,
you can always keep going, you can always do more. But if I’ve put in my 5
minutes, I’ve done what I asked of myself, even if I spend the rest of the
day screaming into the void.)
Effort counts.
Some days those 5 minutes are spent staring at the blank page. But it still
counts, because at least I opened the Word document when I didn’t want to.
At least I showed up. Don’t discount the simple act of showing up.
Reading counts, too.
When I’m not in the headspace to write new words, it’s usually because I
need to consume new words. Old words. Audiobook words. Blog words. Just
words in general. So I try to do a lot of that, too.
Track your progress.
I love data and find it immensely helpful. But tracking things in real-time
is hard because I’m super-critical of my own accomplishments. A happy
compromise has been to create a Google form with which I track my writing
sprints. The form is connected to a spreadsheet that automatically pulls
things like words written and time spent writing, but also measures other
metrics, like which days and times of day I’m most productive (so I can
protect them and better utilize them), which project I’m working on and
where in the pipeline it falls (drafting, editing, etc), where I’m
writing (office, bedroom, outside, or pre-pandemic, Starbucks, libarary,
hospital, etc), and which tools I’m using (Scrivener, Word, candle, music).
I’ve recently even added a mood tracker (turns out I always think I suck
about 80% through a draft, who knew?) and a comment box where I can make
notes of what worked and what didn’t and what I could do better next
writing session. The best part: the spreadsheet collects the data
automatically, so I don’t have to look at it until I’m mentally prepared to
do so.
Stop using fun as a reward for working yourself to death.
I used to use Cinderella logic on myself, where I was like, “OK, if I will
do this thing, but only after I do this impossible amount of work first.”
And then walk around for six months having zero fun because I hadn’t earned
any fun. Now I pencil in fun the way I pencil in writing. Sure, there are
times I have to factor in that I have a deadline coming and a ton of work
to do, and maybe I can’t binge a show or play a game for three days
straight that week. But even then I can carve out a little time that isn’t
just work work work.
Everybody needs a day off.
“Writers write every day” is not only bullshit advice, but for me it has
the tendency to really throw off my writing groove. Since I moved to a
four-day work week (two days writing, one day off, two days writing, two
days off), I feel like I’ve made better writing decisions, had
better-feeling writing days, and backtracked less often. It’s also nice to
have at least one day a week that is free from day job stress as well as
writing stress, a day to just veg out and do what the hell ever.
And finally:
Don’t skimp on self-care.
Take a shower when you feel gross. Nap when you’re tired. Know your warning
signs. Too tired or depressed to cook and clean? Move to disposable dishes
and cutlery, order take-out, and stock your pantry with non-perishable
go-tos. Make your bed. Clean off your desk. Take out the trash. Unfuck your
habitat. Believe me, no words you write when you feel shitty or exhausted
are going to be worth suffering for.