♫ I’m gonna go go go! There’s no stopping me! I’m burning through the skies Yeah! Two hundred degrees! That’s why they call me Mister Fahrenheit! I’m trav’ling at the speed of light! I want to make a supersonic man out of you! Don’t stop me noooooooooooooooooooow! ♫
I’m slowly starting to compile my files together... all 28 of them. Who knows what the word count will be at that point!
I’ve only combined 3 files and that’s my word count so far. Granted there will be TONS of chopping and slicing when I manage to get to the self-editing process but I’m light-years away from that stage still.
Finding time to write is still my biggest problem. On top of being sick and everything else, I’m starting a part-time job and then a practicum position so there will be a lot of task-juggling and late-night writing/reading/studying binges but, I figure now that I’ve managed to pick up some momentum it’d be a shame to ignore it and stop.
I find that I feel the most motivated to write during my forensic psychology class where we discuss about psychopath profiling, mass homicide cases, gang crimes, etc. ... I don’t know what that says about me... Like I said, I'm just going to go with the momentum and just keep spewing these words out... like word vomit tee hee hee
