I’ve noticed that the weekend is when my writing goals break down. I’ve never been one to dislike weekends, but when I’m in writing mode—as I am right now—lack of consistent schedule is my biggest enemy.

The weekend throws off my groove. I’ve set aside the hours between nine and midnight to write every night. But when Friday and Saturday roll around, those are the prime hours to be out with friends. So I’m trying to balance the whole writing thing right now, and I’m not sure how to do it. I don’t want to lose friends, but I can’t lose sight of my July 31st deadline either.

Another thing that’s throwing a monkey wrench at me is having a consistent spot where I where I do the writing thing. Last night I decided to write at home because I was all out of clean laundry and needed to do something about it. I was fine until people started coming home. Because of the interruptions, I was only able to write 900 words, well short of my daily goal of 2000 words.

Consistent schedule. Consistent spot for writing. That spot may very well end up being my car. I drive a 1997 Pontiac Bonneville, and the thing is built for giants. Now I’ll just have to check my parking spot at the apartment and see if there’s an electrical outlet nearby. Or just make sure that the computer and the iPod are all charged up prior to writing.

Still messing with the look of the page. Don’t be surprised if you arrive and it looks totally different, like I-15.