Natasha McNeely's Author Blog

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Accomplishments: How do they make you feel?

I’m not talking about just writing. This blog focuses on a general topic that everyone knows and can take part in the discussion.


I may not look very impressed, but this was the night of my High School graduation and I'll remember it.


What kind are there?

Maybe you finished that book you’ve worked hard on for years, or got that degree you’ve spent so much time studying for? Perhaps you did something simple; put that school work behind you for good, got over things and did more than you expected you could?

Accomplishments come in various shapes and sizes. Not only huge things to make you feel good about yourself. Every little thing counts. You got your groceries for the week done – why not count that as an accomplishment?

Every now and then, take a step back and look at the things you’ve done. Did you carry out goals you set, even if they were subconscious ones? If you did, give yourself a pat on the back. You deserve it.

Does it matter what others think? Be proud of what you choose to do. Be proud of who you are.

Reaching out and finishing things you’ve wanted to get done is wonderful. Keep up what you do and really see everything you do in your day-to-day life. Even the little things. Especially the little things.

Because, really. The smallest things add up to a humongous whole.

What do you do when you reach goals you set? How does it make it feel? Let me know!


Breaking Out The Big Guns

Education is both a gift and a sin.

For these past two weeks, college has piled on so much work that I have been unable to find time to write – both this blog and my fiction writing. To prevent this from keeping up, my Easter Holidays have decided to arrive at a convenient time. In two days, Friday the 15th of April, my vacation will start and I will be free from class until May 2nd. This means the days will be long, time will be there, and specific Word documents will get dusted off.

My deadline for the first draft of my novel is approaching.

With all this free time on my hands (because, honestly; the holidays are pretty much here already), it’s time to up my game.

7,500. One week. Three weeks of vacation.


What this means is that I intend to write at least 7,500 words a week throughout this blessed freedom. It breaks down to 1,500 words in five days – nine to five, excluding weekends. Writing is a job; a profession to focus on like any other career, or else it will smack me in the face and send me rolling downhill until I hit the brick wall at the bottom called Writer’s Block.

I don’t want that to happen.

With the amount of 7,500 words a week and nearly three weeks of holiday, that totals to 22,500 words. I’m at 19,070 words now – I would essentially write at least double what I’ve done thus far, if not more. That progress sounds like the gentle tone of Angel’s singing Hallelujah in my ears. Or maybe more like Eureka.

Either way, progress is good. I won’t fight it, but I’ll sure as heck fight for it.

The work I have during my vacation is minimal – a couple of hours here and there, so there’s no reason for me not to write. I will hit 22,500 and I’ll try my best to soar through that and end up further than I expected. 50,000 total, anyone? I’m only 30,930 words away from that. A little over 10,000 words a week for these three weeks and I’ll reach it.

If I manage that, I’ll be ecstatic and you’ll definitely know it. For now, it’s time to get started on the 7,500 words between now and next Wednesday. I’m living this very second, so why not get it started, right?

What is the most you’ve ever written in a week, or a day? How did you do it?