So, last night I wrote almost three thousand words. That was my most productive night... ever. I seriously am not that fast of a writer. Tonight, I wrote almost one thousand, and was ready to quit.
This brings up the fact that there is a time when you are in a writing mood and when you aren't. Last night, I definitely was. Tonight, I wasn't. I think some of it may have had something to do with everything I had last night was outlined and planned, while I am kind of winging it for now.
On my outline, it skips over a whole cross-country road trip, as I didn't fill anything in between Las Vegas and Detroit besides "exciting and romantic stuff happens here". I need to figure out what that stuff is before I continue to write.
I think I need to outline, it really does seem to help. My author buddies have been telling me it does, while some people have been telling me it takes the magic out of it. Well, I have a very loose outline. I just have bunch of big events that need to happen. They haven't been happening in order, some of them not happening at all. But that is okay.
Anyway, I guess this night has made me realize I need to outline some more or I will not be able to have nights where I write several thousand words.