I almost don’t know what to say about my writing sessions yesterday. Today, Day 5, it’s raining lightly and I have finished my coffee but I have a slight sinus headache (my nose is feeling stuffy) and my brain doesn’t feel quite switched on.
For the first time this year I did some @NaNoWordSprints with the twitter account. When Shaun is home, the timing or length of the sprints is rarely good for both of us. We do 15 or 30 minute sprints together while the twitter is jumping between 5 and 10 minute ones. I’ve figured out this year that I do better with longer sprints (30 minutes is great, I haven’t tried anything longer!) and Shaun does best with shorter ones (he prefers 15 minutes). Yesterday I did a 10 and a 20 with the twitter and two 15 minute sprints with Shaun when he got home from work.
After my solo sessions, I got out a few books to pin down some facts. I’m writing in a magical fictional version of 19th century England, but it was still bothering me that I might not be addressing this Baron correctly. As it turned out I was correct, but it was a relief to get it confirmed. I kept finding myself hesitating as I wrote. After that I skimmed the books for a bit. Just having a few facts fresh in my mind makes me feel more comfortable with my setting.
Shaun and I have been converting the former office into a library. Over the past month or so we moved all the bookshelves into a single room, put in some comfy chairs, some floor lamps, and a couple of days ago, my record player. It’s turning into a really nice place to visit and I’m pretty pumped about it. Yesterday I found some more boxes of books in our bedroom closet. One of the boxes was almost entirely gothic novels. Somehow, every year, in spite of my intentions to break out of the genre, I write a gothic novel for NaNoWriMo. They’re formulaic and comforting, and when I write them they’re a bit self aware and satirical. I might delve in a bit this month for inspiration. For now they have been shelved, double deep, in our little library.
My mom had planned to come over and work on a painting while we worked on our novels. Almost like a create-in, instead of a write-in but it didn’t quite work out. We still got to visit with her a bit before she left us to our writing.
My word count for the day was exactly the same as Day 3! 2,012 words.
7851 / 50000 words. 16% done!