9:46 Monday November 21st

Well, there are only 9 days left in which to complete my novel.  I am at 32,317 words.  I’m hoping I’m going to make it.

If I sit down each night and pump out at least 2000 words I’ll do it.  But, I’m wondering if I’ll be able to tie it all together in a mere 18,000 words.

And, I can’t believe I’m saying that.

Twenty-one days ago I didn’t think I had it in me to write this much, to keep a story going for this long.  But, miracle of miracles, I have.

I won’t pretend that it’s all good — because I’m sure as hell it isn’t.  But, I’ve managed to allow my characters to develop lives of their own, and I’m still not quite sure how they want those lives to finish.  (They’re not going to die, they just need to tie up all the loose ends and let me get back to my regular life.)

And here’s the funny thing.  Having done this challenge and proven to myself (oops, I’m being a little presumptuous, here)  that I can write a novel, I don’t think I can go back to my ‘regular’ life.  At least, I hope not.

I find that though I am looking forward to the end of NaNoWriMo — it is hard to sustain this pace, and I haven’t always been able to drag myself to the keyboard (I missed 2 days)  — I am looking forward to ‘what comes next’.

If I can do this, I tell myself constantly, then I can find time every day to work on the many projects I’ve got tucked in drawers and file folders.  I can pull out my notebooks and pluck one of the many ideas from off the pages and turn them into something.

And who knows?  Maybe I’ll even see some of it published.

That’s what this challenge has done for me.  I’m so glad I decided to take the plunge.

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Nov. 15th — halfway mark of NaNoWriMo

Well, it’s half over.  I can’t believe how fast the time is going.

I can’t believe how much I’m enjoying this.

But, a bit of a setback.  I’m only at 22,999 words when I should be at 25005.

I tried tonight to get there, but unfortunately I had other commitments (damn, double damn!).

I’ll just have to write like a fiend for the next few days and try to make up for lost words.

Personally, I’m liking my story.  But (another but) I’m beginning to find it a little tougher to manage my story line.  Because I’m writing off the top of my head I sometimes forget little details like what’s that guy’s middle name again, and how many kids did I give that person?

It’s all good though, I can go back after the month is up and straighten up all those details.  I hope.

My big concern right now is:  Will I be able to finish this book in 50000 words?

Hmm….

It’s Tuesday and I’m at 14,042 words

I’m kind of surprising and scaring myself here a little.  I’m a bit ahead of myself on the word count, which is great, but I’m beginning to wonder if my story will hold together for 50, 000 words.

Time will tell.

Right now I think the thing is getting kind of boring — I’m going to have to start jazzing things up a bit.  This is a rough draft after all.  Later on, I’ll need to sit down and really go over it with a critical eye .

But, you know what?  Mainly, I’m having fun.

This has got me thinking about all the other stuff I’ve written and that if I can sit down each night/day and pound out close to 2000 words then I can revise and resubmit some of what I’ve written and let collect dust for all these years.

I love writing.  I don’t know why I never pursued it as a way to make a living.  Well, I did once, for a short time.  And I was doing okay, until I hit a bump, lost my confidence and decided to do something safe.  Ah well, lessons in life.

So, here I am, half my life over, thinking that maybe it’s not too late.

Never give up on your dreams.  How often do we hear those words?  How many of us actually listen to them?

Thank you NaNoWriMo for the opportunity to try.

Saturday night, well, actually it’s Sunday morning

Or is it?  We’ve got to fall back tonight.  So it’s really only 11:17 p.m., not 12:17 a.m.  I’ve just finished writing about 1/2 hour ago.  Then went to update my word count on the NaNoWriMo site.

7842.

Yep, that’s right.  Seven thousand eight hundred and forty-two words.  And I was looking after my youngest grandson tonight.

I thought, momentarily, of not doing any writing at all, but once I had him in bed and had some of the toys picked up and his dirty clothes put away I thought “why not?”  I’ll get to far behind if I don’t   So right now I think I’m about 500 words short of where I should be, but I’m not sweating it.

The fact that I’m writing upwards of  1000 words a day is, to me, amazing.

Is my story more than just a bunch of words vomited on to the page?  I think so, but it’s going to need some major work when I’m done.

That is going to be the scary part.  Will I have anything worth trying to turn into something?

Oh, Lord, I’m tired.  I don’t even think that made sense.

So, good night.

Here’s to Daylight Saving Time.

Day 3 — I’m at 4158 words

I had company for supper and wasn’t able to get to my writing until 9:30.  I almost didn’t do any writing at all, telling myself I was too tired, I needed to get to bed.

But. . .

. . . I gave myself a good virtual shake, told myself to stop being a wimp and just open up the document that contains my as yet untitled story.

So, I didn’t make my daily word count of 1667 words.  Instead, I wrote 796.  And then I said “I’m tired.  I need to go to bed.”

I’ll revise my daily word count tomorrow and I’ll make sure I hold to it.  Actually, I’m hoping to surpass my daily word count on the weekend.  Don’t ask why, I’m weird that way.

I’m so proud of myself for deciding to write instead of sleep.

NaNoWriMo — Day 1

Well, I met my word quota for day 1 — 1676 words.  207 of them written before work this morning, the rest this evening.

I just started typing this morning and before I knew it I had a story.

Will it sustain itself for 50 000 words?  I don’t know.  I hope so.

So far, I like what I’ve got.  It’s rough, for sure, but my character feels real and that’s a good thing.

I plan on carrying my idea journal around with me so that I can jot notes about characters, plot, situations, etc. as they come to me.  As I did no planning before hand, I think this could be very important to my story development as the month goes by.

Writing those 1676 words was a joy.  Will I be saying that 10 000 words from now?

Hee, hee, hee.  This is a mad adventure!