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Red Goals and Timers

Sunday, November 27th, 2011

On the recommendation of one of my fellow local NaNoWriters, I recently installed a handy little program called TimeLeft. It’s a very straightforward program; it lets you put little floating timers on your desktop, which stay on top of everything and can easily be dragged to more convenient locations as necessary. It’s a deceptively simple software gadget. I’m trying it out as a means of helping me parcel out my writing time; Lifehacker recently shared a tip suggesting a 90/30 split of work time – 90 minutes working, 30 minutes taking a break. It’s a good idea.

Now, I’ve heard these tips – or versions of them – before. Work for X time, take a break. Use a kitchen timer. That sort of thing. It’s a good idea, and I’ve known for a long time that it’s a good idea, but I never implemented it until now. Why? Because my writing process is constantly in flux.

I know the way I write isn’t optimal — not for me, and probably not for anyone else, either; and I’ve determined, through trial and error, that trying to change everything at once doesn’t work (and fails to do so in a spectacular fashion). Sometimes I try new things and they don’t work. Sometimes I try three new things at once, crash, and throw them all in the bin, only to discover a year later that two of the things are helpful and one of them just doesn’t work for me. (I try to avoid doing the latter these days.) So really, it’s kind of that these tips came back around at the right time for me to work them into my process. And they help.

It’s worth noting that, though the proportions are right, actually writing for 90 minutes straight and then taking a 30-minute break is just flat not going to happen for me. It’s really not. I don’t work that way. I write a paragraph, I wander off and think about it, I write a page, I dig out an iron vein in Minecraft, I get distracted and dig out sixty more iron veins in Minecraft, I build a small fortress in Minecraft, I get an idea and write a sentence. That kind of thing*.

It’s really the middle part I need to get under control; I need small breaks in the middle of my writing to refresh my mind, but the benefit plateaus very quickly. Five minutes might not be enough; ten minutes should do the trick; fifteen minutes is not significantly better than ten minutes. The types of games I like best are open-ended games like Minecraft, Dwarf Fortress, Morrowind/Oblivion/Skyrim, Fallout: New Vegas, The Sims**. It’s very rewarding to drop into one of those games for ten minutes and dick around***, and it’s very, very easy to accidentally spend six hours instead.

So: Timer. Check it. I set the writing timer for 90 and the break timer for 30. Any time I take a break I pause the one and start the other, and vice versa. Because I want time to play Minecraft later, I keep one eye on the timer, and after around ten minutes I pop out, with twenty more minutes if I want to stop and read an article or something later. Alternately, I set a third timer for ten minutes and run it alongside the break timer. Or, I lose track of time and use up all of my break, and now I have to write for seventy-five minutes straight. I’m still working out the bugs in the system.

Breaks, it should be noted, are mental health breaks – reading articles, playing minecraft – not things like stretch or bathroom breaks. (For those, I pause both timers.) Also, 750words counts as a writing activity, as do blog posts. Basically, the point of the writing blocks is to get rid of the writing portion of my red tasks.

This leads incredibly un-smoothly into my next bit, where I idly list my red tasks; the tasks I set to priority 1 (color-coded red) in Remember The Milk. The red tasks are the ones I try to finish before noon, and the ones that I won’t let myself play Skyrim until I’m done with them. Like, at all. Yeah, it’s pretty harsh. Right now the list looks like this.

  • Write:
    • 750 words unfiltered (at 750words.com)
    • 500 words public copy
    • 500 words pay copy
    • 500 more words pay copy
    • 1667 words on This Novel Will Fail (right now, I’m aiming for a lot more than that); this can overlap with the 500 tasks
    • Daily word count in Derelict (it’s alright if this is delayed until December)
    • Write one chunk of game design or background. I have this listed as about 500 words, but experience shows it to be closer to 250 – I’m actually going to change the tooltip on it right now.
  • Do a load of dishes (best done while Summer’s awake)
  • Do a load of laundry (best done while Summer’s awake)
  • Caffeinate (this part is really important, and, yes, sometimes I’m derp enough to forget)
  • Check email and clean out inbox (first thing in the morning, usually while my tea water is heating)
  • Usually, cleaning one of the rooms in the house (today is the living room)

This is obviously rather specific to this November. Right now it theoretically involves writing somewhere between 3000 and 4000 words, depending on whether I do any drafting in 750 words, whether I write a blog post, etcetera. Realistically it involves much more than that; I have 17300 words on This Novel Will Fail, and four days left. I’ll let you do that bit of math. Pray for me. Cast a spell. Send cookies. Do whatever it is you do. :)

The general form of the red list – that is, during months when I’m not trying to kill myself – looks a bit like this:

  • Caffeinate
  • Check email and clean out inbox
  • Write:
    • 750 words unfiltered
    • 500 words public copy (may overlap with 750)
    • 1000 words pay copy (may overlap with 750)
    • 1500 words current novel (may overlap with 750, 500, and/or 1000)
    • 250 words/1 chunk game design (may overlap with 750, 500, and/or 1000 if prose)
  • Perform 4 general and 1 specific household chore (often dishes/sweep/vacuum/laundry/room)

Which means on a general day I’ll get a decent amount of housework done, write somewhere from 1750-3000 (or more) words of various types, drink coffee, and check my email. These are my before-noon tasks, which gives me about six and a half hours to get it all done and be on schedule – noting that it’s not the end of the world if it takes me until sometime in the afternoon, it just means I’m probably not emptying Google Reader today.

Unrelated: The time is now Oh God O’Clock in the morning, and I missed the ding at the end of my writing timer on account of it blending into the music or something. Bugs, I tell you. Working on them.


* This all assumes that I’m doing this during a time when Summer is asleep. She usually wakes up around 7:30, and can generally be persuaded to take her morning nap about ten, so on a good day I can probably get two writing blocks in during the morning. Realistically her morning nap is unreliable, so if I get a second block in I can roughly double the amount of time and halve the productivity of it because I’ll be busy entertaining/feeding/cleaning/chasing Summer.

** It took me forever to realize that that’s not a vastly disparate list of games at all, and that the factor I love about them is the open-endedness. Sometimes I’m thick that way.

***Except for The Sims. Ten minutes is almost long enough for your save to load in that game.


Current Music: Cake’s albums Comfort Eagle and Fashion Nugget, with a bit of Three Doors Down before that because the albums together come to about 85 minutes. I basically love every song on these albums. Every song on these albums is on my favorites list. Er, no, wait, now Cake is over and we’re on to Billy Talent I and II, all of which are also on my favorites list. Going to bed now.

Bloody November

Saturday, November 19th, 2011

So shortly before the start of this month, I published a rather daunting list of things I have going on this month. Seeing as how we’re around 2/3 of the way through the month, this seems like a pretty good time to follow up with a post on how it’s all going. Give me a moment while I open up the old post . . .
Right. My goals, in the original order:

Write About 1667 Words/Day on This Novel Will Fail (NaNoWriMo)

This is the main reason I haven’t updated about November before. I think I’ve mentioned in the past that I don’t really enjoy talking about stuff when it’s not going well, but seeing as how this is a tendency I’m trying to get over, here goes.

The truth is, this is actually going very well.

That statement needs a qualifier or two, though. See, I’m way behind on NaNoWriMo right now. Way, way behind. As of the end of yesterday, I had 16.5k words written. As of the end of yesterday, to be on schedule, I *should* have had 30k. So there’s a difference of about 13.5k in there somewhere. How many words I need to write per day depends on how you interpret the deadline – yWriter5 tells me I need to write 3043 words/day, while NaNoWriMo.org claims I need 2805. I like the NaNoWriMo version, as it seems to interpret the last day of the deadline as a day on which I can write; I suppose yWriter is basing its number on the assumption that there might be an editor expecting to receive a manuscript on the last day of the deadline, which is fair.

But tangents aside, I’m about 8 days behind on NaNoWriMo, with twelve days to catch up. Can I do it? Sure. Will I do it? God knows. I sure as hell don’t. Will I be upset if I “fail?” Hell no. Part of the reason I planned such a stressful November for myself was to push my limits, to see what I can pull off. Another reason was to try and break me out of my bloody long block on writing in general, and Derelict in particular. Both of these have been rousing successes. Earlier this month I blogged that I had broken my previous all-time-high word count by about 1-1.5k when I clocked in at around 3500 words at the end of the day. I didn’t blog about it last Friday, but I hit a little over 5k words that day, which breaks my old new high by a similar margin. This is a big deal for me. Several other local NaNo-ers I’ve talked to say that they usually have at least one day during NaNoWriMo where they hit 10k. This feels like a thing that could happen to me. Bearing in mind that this time last month I considered 2k/day something I could probably eventually reach, but didn’t expect to get much past that, this is a huge deal.

So: NaNoWriMo. I’m way behind, but win or lose it’s been a huge success this year. Moving on.

Write 1 Chunk of Game Design (or something) Each Day

On target. I’d be somewhere into next month if I let myself mark off future tasks as done here, but that would defeat the point. Pip and I have been making huge strides on Zosias, mostly regarding spellcasters and spells. For the first time in about five years, Zosian spellcasters have one master list they can refer to when selecting their spells, instead of around six. (There are good reasons it’s been a mess for so long, but that’s beside the point. Also, in my home games there’s still the 3.5 Spell Compendium, Complete Book of Eldritch Might, Arcana Unearthed, and Arcana Evolved: Spell Treasury to dig through, but that is truly beside the point.)

Read a Book Every 2 Days

A little behind – either 3 or 6 books behind, depending on how you count it. I added some “finish a book” tasks on various odd-numbered days to bring my total count for the year up to 100 if I get it all done. I am not in the least bit concerned here – my behindedness here is basically a fundamental property of Skyrim coming out and Minecraft hitting 1.0*. Since I plan to read through the Chrno Crusade manga again soon, which is seven books long and likely to take me an afternoon or so, I actually count this as on target.

Obtain a House

Failed. It turns out that the fellow who pre-approved us for a home loan was incompetent or something. Luckily my realtor wasn’t, and with the help of her and a banker friend of hers, we found out that he actually couldn’t finance us before we were out a thousand dollars or so on inspections and appraisals, which was preferable to the alternative. This was actually a bit of a relief, because the process of getting a house is pretty stressful. We’re going to wait a year or so, until we’re in a better position, and try again. We should be in a better position by then, because there is reason for tentative optimism in:

Look for a Job

As noted above, tentative optimism. The job market is definitely a hell of a lot better than it was when we moved up here . . . two? three? two years ago. “A hell of a lot better” is not necessarily “good,” but still.

Continue Being Summer’s Dad

Rollicking success. Summer still exists, I’m still her dad, and we generally get along quite well when I’m not denying her God-given right to as much candy as she believes herself capable of eating.

In Summary

Generally speaking, November is going crazy good, especially considering the daunting list I had going into it. Of my stated goals, I have one fail, one behind schedule but fundamentally successful, and four on target. There’s also my ninja goal of “keep working on Derelict draft 3,” which is mildly suicidal but theoretically on track. I had a 10k day on it this week, which sounds more exciting than it is because the day’s work basically involved slotting 10k worth of useful scenes from draft 2 into places where they would fit in draft 3, and occasionally editing them slightly or making notes for future edits. So mostly copypasta. It’s clear now that draft 3 is going to be another rough draft, with a fourth cleanup draft to follow; assuming that I get draft 3 done by December 20, I tentatively plan to finish draft 4 by February 20.

Well, I’m signing off for the morning. November isn’t going to finish itself. Er, you know what I mean.


*I had my first Hardcore-mode death. I was crossing a frozen tundra at night on the way back to my base while watching Desert Bus, and I stepped in a 1×1 hole with a lava lake at the bottom. It was actually a pretty awesome way to die. I liked that world, but I like this story more.

A Quick November Update

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2011

Yesterday, I didn’t get any writing done. To be fair, I was busy finding out that the fellow who pre-approved us for a home loan actually couldn’t write us a home loan. As far as I can tell this wasn’t a matter of malice, but one of incompetence. Part of me feels like that’s a bit harsh. Part of me feels like it’s a damn good thing my realtor checked with some other loan people and gave me a bunch of questions to ask this guy now, instead of later this month when we’d have shelled out something like a thousand dollars for inspections and whatnot only to discover that our pre-approval was not, as such, worth shit. Honestly it’s a bit of a relief at this point; we won’t be getting a house this year, but in the meantime at least that part of my life’s not in flux any more. Being in flux is bloody stressful.

Of course, the other reason I didn’t write was because I was running Kat a two-hour gaming session for five hours. Whoops.

So, day 2 of NaNoWriMo. The most I’ve ever written (in the way of fiction) in a day is something in the vicinity of 2000 words. I don’t know the exact count, but I know it wasn’t more than about 2400 or so. Well, I’m pretty sure*. So I could have just aimed for my new daily goal, which was about fifty  words higher than before, and try to keep that up. Or, I could try to write both days’ worth, a whopping 3334 words. I opted for the latter.

Today’s word count: 3508 words on This Novel Will Fail. I’m not going to lie. I’m a little impressed with myself. This is in spite of the fact that I actually only had about 250 words done by noon today, but Kat went into support-a-struggling-writer overdrive and provided me with sandwiches and coffee while I wrote. Also, my local NaNo chapter has an IRC channel, which helped way more than I thought it would. But my wife gets most of the credit by far.

Other November progress:

I read a book. And a half. Yes, they were manga (sort of – I’m rereading my Megatokyo volumes.) Yes, that counts. I make the rules here.

I did not get any game design done. I would feel shame, if I was capable of such emotion at the moment. Instead, I feel a sense of pride that I wrote 3500 bloody words today.

I successfully continued to be Summer’s dad today. She was with her great-grandparents for most of the day, but then we went and had her second birthday party. Then I came home and wrote the last 1000 words or so.

I did not look for, obtain, or work at a job. Again: 3500 words. I’m counting it as my day off.

So . . . November’s itinerary hasn’t changed that much, but between not worrying about getting a house and having my lifetime-record-best writing day, I actually feel quite good. Also sleepy.

Good night.


*I didn’t find a blog post detailing said record high like I thought I would, but I did find out that I apparently tried NaNoWriMo back in ’09, right after moving and having a kid, while I was starting a new job. What, was I high or something? The reason I didn’t remember this is probably because it went nowhere.