Sunday's bedtime: 10:30 p.m. (as opposed to my regular 12:30 or 1 a.m. bedtime) Made it to my desk by 5:33 a.m. Read over my old files... the old narrative summary and outline and the three measley passages I'd written more than six years ago. Copied and pasted the passages of text into a new document and—Elena cries. I go get her a little bottle of milk. Return to desk. Reread text. Revise a paragraph. Stare at screen. Reread text. Contemplate how story should open. Eat a donut. Stare at screen. Type a sentence. Go back to beginning and reread. Elena cries. Go change her diaper. Come back to desk. Eat another donut. Ban donuts from my office. Check time. Write a paragraph. Write another paragraph. 7:00 arrives.
So, for day 1, my "new words" count is something like 165. Later this morning, I went back to the beginning (I know, this rereading crap has got to stop) and revised one final time, now I will be proceeding forward with the story. I am not allowing myself to revise again until I'm at least five chapters into the novel. With old content and new content, my 'Day 1' word count is 1,616 words. Lots of room for improvement, but at least I sat here and did something.