Last night I wrote less than 600 words.
Yes I know, that's well short of the 1600 words I'm aiming for. For the last four (or five) nights I've had broken sleep (#parenting) and so by the time I settled down to write, it was already 9pm and I was pretty tired.
There's a silver lining; they were 557 quality words written despite my fatigue. The session was enough to finish another important scene. That's a victory by my estimation. Word count is only a tool, after all and my main goal is to finish the story.
With another broken night's sleep, I rose later than I planned this morning and was still half asleep (and standing) for my daily commute. So instead of reviewing my work, I listened to a podcast—Upgrade by RelayFM if you are curious.
Part of me regrets doing this, but I know that had I forced myself to do otherwise, I wouldn't have done a good job. Still, forming healthy habits is important; it's a basic requirement for completing projects with a deadline. There's nothing in the rule book that says creative projects should by any different. Relying on the muse for inspiration is one thing, but she's a fickle creature and is none too fond of work. The muse doesn't write the thing; for that you need a stubborn ass.
I'll review the project over lunch and pencil out some ideas. After work I've got a physio appointment. That means I be sitting around in a crowded reception area for at least twenty minutes. That's a good opportunity to outline what I want to write later tonight.
Habits are important but you also have to roll with life's punches.