The last two weeks were amazing for productivity. I wrote 90% of Gray Moon Rising, I did lots of reading, and I'm getting Dark Union together.
Then I did something very, very stupid. On Saturday (my last good writing day), I looked at how many scenes were left of Gray Moon Rising—just four or five—and decided I could finish that weekend. Less than 10k of the book remaining? Dude, no problem. On my personal Twitter for friends and family, I said something like: "If Odin and Starbucks are kind to me, this book will be done by Monday."
Ha. Ah ha ha.
I should have known it was too easy. This has been the easiest book in the whole entire world to write. 45k in two weeks? No problemo! I was confident the book would be out in June. But the last leg has shattered under me and I. cannot. finish. it.
It doesn't help that my laptop has spontaneously decided that working is overrated, so I'm doing everything from my iPad right now. It's surprising how much I can do with this thing, but I can't finish a stinky book. So instead I'm doing lots of reading (right now, Breakers by Ed W. Robertson, really good sci-fi thriller, go pick it up), lots of sitting around in my underwear, and lots of procrastinating.
What else is new, amiright?
I am still going to have this book done in a week. No doubt about it. This thing MUST be complete by May if I hope to have everything else running on deadline. But I think I've been working a little too hard: I wrote and edited Darkest Gate over the last couple of months, I have a jillion things to edit, and my brain just can't wrap itself around the idea of plowing on.
So I need your help! Give me your best "getting shizz done whether you feel like it or not" tips. Bonus points if it includes red wine or chocolate or something else delicious. And... go!