Week 1: What the Hell?! I’m behind already?!

They call me the Terminator. It could be that when wearing sunglasses, I bear a slight resemblance to Schwarzenegger. God knows that we have the same muscular build that simultaneously inspires and intimidates.

Well–that’s not true. They call me that because I sit and write without distraction. I always push forward, and I never miss my word count. So why, only a week after giving a speech about always being able to find the time to write, have I not found the time to write?

There are a load of reasons and none of them are particularly good. I could point at work being busy, but work is always busy this time of year, and I haven’t been in for the last couple of days due to having some sort of sickness that started in sinuses┬áhead and has descended in to my lungs. I could blame it on being sick, but I’ve written while under the weather before. Hell, it is one of the best things about being a writer. You can work without risk of giving the plague to someone else.

I could blame it on Penny, our new puppy. But really, why would you ever blame anything on a puppy? No, the truth of it is that I have failed for no good reason. The novel is coming along fine. I still have a lot of story ahead of me, and I know where I am going next. What I’ve written, I’ve done in two large chunks of over 3,000 words each, so the words are coming easily. I simply have not made enough time to work on this project, so far.

This isn’t really a problem, not at this juncture. I will probably go for another 3,000 words or so today, which will put me only about a day behind schedule. This early in the month, it really isn’t that hard to make up for a few lazy days. It just takes a couple hundred extra words a day, hardly anything in he grand scheme of things.

However, most people start off NaNoWriMo with a bang, charging forward and killing the majority of the first ten thousand words in just a few days. It’s generally a bad sign to be lagging behind already. That being said, I still believe I will make it to fifty thousand by the end of the month, as long as I make the time to write this book.

I’ve just done a poor job of it, so far.

Jack Campbell, Jr. is a dark fiction writer in Lawrence, KS. His writing has appeared in various venues including Twenty 3 Magazine, Danse Macabre, and Insomnia Press. He writes about reading, writing, and life on his blog at www.jackcampbelljr.com.

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