November 12th, 2015
1400 hrs
Wordcount: ??
So. Um. Hi.
I, uh.
I may have just restarted. Like, with an entirely new novel.
I'm not actually sure what just happened here. All I know is that it really, really, really isn't good.
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Monday, November 9, 2015
NaNoWriMo Log 003
November 9th, 2015
1357 hrs
Wordcount: 2,889
I don't think I really understood how far behind I was until this moment. I mean, I knew I was behind, and falling more so by the day...but the par for today is 15,000 words.
Fifteen THOUSAND.
I am more than ten thousand words behind. I should have been past this point on DAY FREAKING TWO.
There is a lesson to be learned in this: do not, under ANY circumstances, get drunk the night before NaNoWriMo. Being hungover on Day 1 is the writer's equivalent of being hungover on the day of your calculus final that you never studied for.
Sunday, November 8, 2015
NaNoWriMo Log 002
November 8th, 2015
1715 hrs
Wordcount: 2,079
I know nothing. Literally nothing. I didn't realize how little I knew until I wrote 1,457 words and realized that I was trying to write my main character into a career that I had yet to decide on.
I've never written my way to my own discovery before. I let a story simmer in my mind for months before I write it--in fact, I haven't written a first draft of anything outside of November for a very, very long time. Eleven months for thinking, one for writing--it seemed to work. I didn't have everything figured out, of course; there were aspects I wasn't sure of, plot points I didn't know how to connect.
Currently, my main character is running down an endless array of stairs. His mind is a jumble of beginnings, of words, of arguments, of...well, everything. His life is about to change (in a way he's not quite expecting...hehehehe), and he has no idea what's about to happen--or how he even feels about it. He doesn't know what he'll be faced with at the bottom of the stairs, he just knows he needs to get there.
Currently, that is me. I have no idea what's happening right now. 0 idea. -5 idea, even! I have never held so little understanding or knowledge of my characters ever in my life. It is strange and disorienting and, if I'm being honest, kind of stressful.
We'll see how this turns out.
1715 hrs
Wordcount: 2,079
I know nothing. Literally nothing. I didn't realize how little I knew until I wrote 1,457 words and realized that I was trying to write my main character into a career that I had yet to decide on.
I've never written my way to my own discovery before. I let a story simmer in my mind for months before I write it--in fact, I haven't written a first draft of anything outside of November for a very, very long time. Eleven months for thinking, one for writing--it seemed to work. I didn't have everything figured out, of course; there were aspects I wasn't sure of, plot points I didn't know how to connect.
Currently, my main character is running down an endless array of stairs. His mind is a jumble of beginnings, of words, of arguments, of...well, everything. His life is about to change (in a way he's not quite expecting...hehehehe), and he has no idea what's about to happen--or how he even feels about it. He doesn't know what he'll be faced with at the bottom of the stairs, he just knows he needs to get there.
Currently, that is me. I have no idea what's happening right now. 0 idea. -5 idea, even! I have never held so little understanding or knowledge of my characters ever in my life. It is strange and disorienting and, if I'm being honest, kind of stressful.
We'll see how this turns out.
Wednesday, November 4, 2015
NaNoWriMo Log 001
November 4th, 2015
0741 hrs
Day 4 has begun
and I
haven't
even
started
yet.
Lord help me.
0741 hrs
Day 4 has begun
and I
haven't
even
started
yet.
Lord help me.
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