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Promises

I have a week off work and in that time I will try my hardest to do the following things:
  • Write at least 10 pages every day of The Film
  • Write a blog every day
  • Write my 750 words every day
They're listed in order of importance and it's quite typical that in order to write anything worthwhile and that I'll be vaguely satisfied with I have to complete them in the opposite order:
  • Write my 750 words every day
  • Write a blog every day
  • Write at least 10 pages every day of The Film
The first warms me up, the second makes me feel like I've done something tangible and the last will help me creep closer to completing the longest piece of work I've ever done.  At the moment The Film feels mammoth, epic and slightly impossible.  

But 10 pages a day is fine.  Or it will be once I drag myself off the sofa where the sun has trapped me nicely. 

Thought for the day; why is it always a glorious sunny day when you have work to do alone at a keyboard in a quiet room?  

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