It is really unbelievable to me how easy this is proving to be.
I'm sure I'll be eating those words shortly, but for now they are true, and they feel good. I just knocked out 535 words in less time than 400 took me last night, which I produced in less time than the previous 300, etc.
Beyond which, I'm one tiny denouement away from being done with 'Office Demons,' which is a story I started a year and a half ago, and it's high goddamn time. I believe that denouement to be something less than 600 words, which means that this story will be done tomorrow night.
I've already started going through my backlog to see what I should work on next. There are two possibilities that leap to mind.
I did a quick word count earlier and had to laugh at myself. I thought I was only 150 or so into tonight's assignment. Instead I'd already written 400. Why did I ever stop? Why did I let myself get so out of shape? I could have come so far, if only I didn't keep having these periods of giving up, of terminal distraction.
Well, that was then, and lesson learned (maybe.) But for now… tonight was easy. :)