Today I’m writing about not having written. Between running errands this morning, work, and then more errands, I wrote not one word in my novel. Normally, I’d beat myself up over not keeping the streak I’ve maintained since November 1st, but, in reality, I’m not breaking the streak, for two reasons.
First, I’m writing now. I’m not writing the novel, but I am writing about the novel. Or technically, writing about writing the novel…
Second, I have still devoted brain power to the book, and the time away from the page has helped me figure out the next steps for the novel.
So, in short, I’m counting today as a writing day, even if my novel word count is 0.