Word Count Woes

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Not a bad day's work: 3000 new words and a revised chapter. But with cuts on top, my draft has only increased by ... 56 words. Deep breath and note to self: must not, must not judge progress on a third draft by the number of words! It doesn't matter. Does it...?

As you can probably tell, the work is making me feel a little anxious today. To clear my head, I popped out to the library at lunchtime to pick up my reserved copy of 'High Fashion Sewing Secrets from the World's Best Designers'. Woah! Do you know how excited this book makes me feel? I've really got back into using my local library this year; the Internet makes it very easy to order books in. Plus, one of the librarians is a mate of a mate so my visits give us chance to catch up.

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I also stopped by local shops, checking out the Christmas trees for sale and the organic shop selling Essex honey. Don't the greengrocer's clementines make you feel festive? We also have a gorgeously eccentric collectors' market near us. I spotted a dressmaker's dummy (ooh, I was tempted!), a taxi top light (eh? why?), photos of Barry Manilow and these... Do you recognise them? They're called 'records'. Vinyl. EPs. Ring any bells?

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Earlier in the week, I attended the Orchard Books Christmas Party at The Roof Terrace on Shaftesbury Avenue. Sadly, not as an author but in my capacity as Working Partners editor. It was a great opportunity to say hello to fellow SAS members and other friendly faces. 

Next week I have my writers' group and will be blogging for An Awfully Big Blog Adventure. In the meantime, I must take heart and keep writing. Word counts don't matter, do they? Not at a third draft. Do they? Arghhh. Let me know if you have any ideas for managing writer panic.


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managing any panic == a little booze.

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