It’s just a number. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.
Yep. That’s right. That’s my word count on my current work in progress. At the beginning, I was aiming for 60,000 words. And I was very excited when I reached it. (I did a happy dance)
But, I wasn’t done telling the story. So I kept writing. And I’m still writing, which means that number is only going to grow.
I think it’s okay – this way I can edit it down and still feel like I have a story. I know I shouldn’t obsess about the word count. I should only care if the story is compelling. I read somewhere that writers shouldn’t even look at the word count until after the first rough draft is written. Personnally, I think it’s a good way to measure your work. If I’m aiming for 60,000 words and I reach 30,000 – that means I’m half way there, so my story better have something more than just pretty scenery and a great description of the neighbours cat.
Plus – it keeps me motivated.
So 77,209 words. I’ll let you know how many survive after I start editing.