It was inevitable. Every streak must eventually end and yesterday, my consecutive day fiction-writing streak officially ended. I did not write any fiction yesterday, after having done so for 140 days.
I have mixed feelings about this. One the one hand, I really liked the streak as it became a motivating factor to write every day. On the other hand, I’ve been having such a good time at Launchpad that I feel like I am okay with not having written yesterday. The days have been incredibly busy and where I would have ordinarily written in the morning, I spent much of yesterday morning writing about Launchpad. I might have been able to do some writing after dinner, but I was asked by my fellow Launchpad attendees to give a talk on Evernote, and I did that instead.
So the streak is broken. My new motivating factor is to try and break my record, which now stands at 140 days. What I want to avoid is thinking, “Well, since the streak is broken, it is okay for me not to write today.” You can bet that I am writing this morning.