On Track Thanks To India Drummond's Post ... and a little snippet

Ripped Genes is now back on track. I had a few days where I was struggling to reach the daily targets I had set myself. Then India Drummond published a post, and told of how she was following the advice of another, and her writing goals were being achieved without exhaustion. This spurred me into action. I decided to try 90 minute spells of writing, have a break, and then go back to my work. On day one I had reached my target, and was pleased with the results. Day two saw me exceed the target, and actually achieve two days in one! So far the process is working well.

During my break I actually move away from the computer. I shut it down, and ventured outside, make a card, or simply sit on the porch with a coffee, (winter rains allowing). So now instead of filling a day of trying to find words to write, and feeling shattered, I write and achieve, feel refreshed and pleased with myself.

You can read the post, HERE. In fact, take time to read her posts, she has some valuable information for self-published authors.

Little snippet for you: Rough First Draft ... Ripped Genes:

She cut,trimmed, patched, and repaired bedding, in preparation for what Patrick affectionately named,‘The Kitty Treatment’.

The sea-blue room, as Rose called it, was the first to be finished. Walls and window frames, needed nothing more than a damp cloth with vinegar to brighten them. New drapes hung around the window, they had been reformed from a bed-cover in another room. Simple white bedding dressed a bed, and trimmed with matching edging. A pine-wood dresser had been waxed to within an inch of its life, and sported lace-edged doilies from the same material. Rose clapped her hands in delight, and declared it her bedroom. The one next door, had similar treatment but Kitty designed this as a small parlour room. Again, all materials and reupholstered items, matched. She trimmed lampshades, and added potted plants for finishing touches. Only one room had an alternate identity given it, what was to become a store room had now become a washroom for the three to share. A white enamel hip-bath sat central to the room, and the fireplace reopened. Large enamel jugs stood in regimented sizes along one wall, and a newly crafted shelf housed large white fluffy towels ...