I'm now officially in a race. Yes! I know what you are thinking...at least those of you who have heard me complain about all forms of physical exertion. No, it is not what you are thinking.
I read a tweet last last night from Krista, who was at McDonald's beginning the edits on her newly finished WIP. Editing at McD's? Seriously? Who among you could manage such a feat? (And Jody, you can't answer because you have mastered the art of writing amid chaos!)
Amazed at such dedication and focus, I threw out a challenge to Krista. (Not that I think I can win, because anyone who can write with squeals and crying in their ears has a huge advantage over me.)
Here's the challenge: Race each other to see who can get their WIP edited by the start of the New Year. That's not too hard right? Well...it might be a bit difficult since it IS December! In order to accomplish this feat, it means a chapter a day, which is going to be extremely difficult. (Krista, quit with the smirking!)
So why the need for a race? Well, I happen to need the motivation. I need a challenge. I need accountability!
Yep. I find that I am a VERY competitive person. Put me up against someone else and I'm all over it! I rise to the challenge and I want to WIN!
So Krista...bring it on, girl!
Should there be a prize of some kind? Other than the reward of getting the WIP whipped into shape? What do you think?