The second I decided it would be OK to write a goofy pep talk, all of my panic dissolved. Self-discipline is necessary, but so is playfulness, flexibility, joy. When you stop demanding perfection of yourself, your writing desk will become a spacious place. You don’t have to listen to the coach when he screams at you that your novel is out of control, that your characters are misbehaving, that the plot has gotten away from you. Slipperiness is good. Sloppiness is OK. Try to cultivate a maternal patience with your own uncertainty and doubt; a tolerance for bad writing; a willingness to let a story develop embryonically.
Good luck and godspeed, Wrimos!
I say let’s at least acheive this, if not 18,000 words by sunday. Get writing Wrimos!