How do you reward yourself when you meet your writing goals? Answer for big goals (i.e. I will buy a Lear jet when I get published) and/or small goals (I eat an entire pint of Ben and Jerry's in one sitting when I finish each chapter).
I realise I've been MIA for a few weeks, and just when I was starting to get into the habit of posting regularly. Sadly, my assessments tend to come round in horrifying unexpected cycles, huddling together like baby bears afraid of the cold. So I've been struggling to keep a hold of my sanity as I rush towards the end of semester. Hopefully I'll make it out alive, but at the moment it's touch and go.
I thought I'd keep up with YA Highway's RTW though, so here's my response to this week's question.
I had a surge of creativity about a week ago, sat down and wrote for four hours straight three days on end. For me, this is a record as I haven't really worked out a system for my writing yet. Of course, sometimes it's just hard to sit down and write. Which makes setting goals and rewards a tempting thing. Sadly, I've never been the person to do such things. So I've decided for today's RTW to post a plan I'd like to put into action rather than one I'm actually following.
(I should note that I'm currently dieting from fear of winter weight gain, although maybe it's because I'm a sucker for pain. So don't be surprised if most of my rewards seem to be centred on food at the moment. XD)
Each day I sit down and write for more than ten minutes: I get a Mintie. (Don't laugh. These are my weakness. The amusing pictures help to remind me there are harder and more painful things than sitting down at my computer and forcing myself to write. :)
|A new addition to the Minties collection? |
Possibly. I may need to work on my sketching.
If I write every day for a fortnight: I get to order myself a reasonably priced book from the Book Depository, which shall henceforth be known as My New Heaven.
If I ever, by some miracle, finish a first draft: I'm allowed to... wow. I don't even know. The thought has scarcely crossed my mind. Ok. How about: I'm allowed to get a kitten? Hmm. Perhaps something a little less drastic. Maybe I'm allowed to buy myself a new Little Black Dress. Yeah. That'll work.
|Honestly, who wouldn't want one?|
Sadly, my parental units probably wouldn't approve of one of
these in their house. Especially if they take to sleeping in the coffee mugs.