I’m editing my second draft and recently hit a rough patch with some new material. I wasn’t really able to apply myself because every time I did, I would stumble up against the fact I needed to actually make material instead of juggling pre-existing stuff around. Needless to say, when I finally did work today and busted through the rough patch, it was a lot of effort for little gain (around 1k words).
In any case, a discussion with my friend got me thinking: is that a lot? If I only did 1000 words a day, that would translate to a new book (~100,000 words) every hundred days, or three a year with a little time left over to edit. If I could keep the 1,000 words an hour rate up and write full-time (roughly 7 hours a day), I could have one done in 14 days.
Those stats are bonkers because, frankly, 1,000 doesn’t seem like that much when it’s laid on a blank page, and it seems like even less when it’s laid out against 203 other pages. But on the other hand: three books a year, and possibly twenty-six. For comparison this post, as of right this word, is 180 words. I’d need a thousand more of them to make a book (god forbid I make a book of blog posts), but it took me less than twenty minutes to get this far. Not a lot of time at all. It just seems like magic when you ladle a bit on, and then a bit more, and then a bit more, and then, oh my, you’re done.
But work is never done, and so I have a query for anyone in or near Toronto who is, themselves, a writer, or interested in being one. I’m starting a writing group and if you would be interested, then please email me, comment, tweet, whatever you need to do to get in touch with me. The more the merrier! And if you don’t live in Toronto but would be interested, then still contact me. The internet is a powerful, magical place at times, and you often get the results you need.