I didn’t write on Saturday.
Yesterday, we took care of some weekend chores and then I wrote a couple of half hours. The first one went really well, I got 1038 words, the second one, not quite as good with 825. It was very mindless writing. I’m definitely in the terrible week twos, which is really whatever week it is that takes me from 15k to 30k and then things get a little bit easier. I have a handful of scenes I want to have happen, but I don’t actually know everything that’s going on yet. I accidentally skipped a scene but I’m holding onto it, I’ll go back and write it at the end if I need the words and I’ve taken note of where it should go. This is The Slog and I just have to get through it.
The last sentence I wrote:
Her hands were shaking as she dropped the stockings on the floor.
18869 / 50000 words. 38% done!
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I didn’t start writing until the afternoon and then my computer started acting weird. The monitor has been doing glitchy things for a while. I think the connection might have been a little dusty, I reconnected things and: so far so good! That and my late start and few other chores meant that I didn’t get much done on my novel. I wrote for about 20 minutes and got 670 words for the day. Oh well!
The last sentence I wrote:
“My brother Cloyd worked here in the stables and got me on not long after Xavier’s parents were married.”
9290 / 50000 words. 19% done!
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I didn’t write on the fifth. I dismantled Halloween outside and took care of a few more household chores. We watched lots of TV and went for a lovely autumnal walk and it was a pretty relaxing day.
I wanted to write straight away on Monday, but I had lots of little photo chores to do. If I didn’t want to spend the time making my triplicate backups of video, I needed to do some quick editing and uploads.* But you know, quick video editing is a time suck. Then I had photos to edit and Patreon posts to make and it took a couple of hours so I didn’t get started writing until almost 10am.
I did some sprints on twitter with @nanowordsprints and got 2929 words written. Before noon! I actually thought I might write more but I moved on to bullet journal upkeep and logged the words in pen so *shrug*.
Here’s the last sentence I wrote, it’s a rough one:
He looked over at Philomena with a sparkle of boyish laughter in his brown eyes.
8620 / 50000 words. 17% done!
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I actually felt pretty good yesterday for most of the morning. I spent it doing internet chores. By the time I sat down to write again I was feeling terrible and super down on my writing again.
Oh well. The leaves are changing and beautiful. I’m sure I’ll feel better soon.
I wrote 834 words and that’s… something.
The last sentence I wrote:
The drive was dotted with lamps, but they were just little pools of light showing the perimeters of the cobbled path.
2736 / 50000 words. 5% done!
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I am SO firmly stuck in the painful week 2s right now. And I’m behind on other things that I keep putting off until after I finish my writing for the day. And then I don’t finish my writing for the day so I don’t finish anything. I have been keeping on top of dishes and cooking dinner every day, though. The dryer is full of clean laundry to sort, I owe emails to two friends, I only wrote about 600 words yesterday, no one is running sprints on the @NaNoWordSprints and I am floundering and lonely. It’s a pain that writing super early is best for me. I think maybe I should try a different schedule today. So maybe I will do some to do list items and then come back to it, but when I think about doing this I get a sick feeling in my gut.
The most annoying thing is that I know, I KNOW, if I just started writing that every tight feeling in my chest and stomach would ease up. It happened yesterday when I managed that 600 words, but it didn’t last the full half hour session. I need to get comfortable with skipping scenes, perhaps, for letting the story just jump over these day to day trivialities. I hate how I feel like I have to chronicle every second of my characters days… but… I feel like I don’t know how to transition from scene to scene. I know that it’s okay. Because this is NaNoWriMo. I can write these boring moments and then cut them out, later. It’s fine. One interesting thing about this feeling is that when I read back on my NaNoWriMos, all of which I have felt this way about, I actually feel like I did a fine job skipping the mundane things and my transitions seem pretty logical. They often read enough like real books that it startles me. I find they need way less editing than I had imagined they would when I was writing them.
I guess I forgot how much hashing out my feelings on this blog is key, as well. I just feel like this month is busier than ever. In years past I have made an update here almost every day that I wrote. That’s incredible to me. Where did I find the time?
Today, my procrastination has been spent watching music videos on youtube and dancing around the living room. At least it was somewhat aerobic.
I feel less fatalistic about my novel at this moment than I did a half hour ago, or yesterday, or the day before that. I’ll get through this. I always do.
So I’m going to go an write myself a schedule for today that puts my writing in the afternoon instead of the morning and see how I do with it.
17265 / 50000 words. 35% done!
Well! I got a bit behind. My internet went down shortly after I won NaNoWriMo and didn’t come up again until a week before Christmas! Thus I missed my planned autumnal retrospective in ipod/ipad photographs. I’m missing a few photos I wanted to include due to the general disorganization that follows being without internet for several weeks. I have to do things right away, it seems, or they don’t get done at all.
My Autumn was full of warm and toasty holiday feelings, the state fair, cozy crafting, baking and long walks.
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Today was actually a great writing day, but I’m getting ahead of myself. It was hard to get started. I wrote a really deliciously long and rambly email to a friend. I’m usually pretty bad at returning email, in that I put them off until it’s kind of embarrassing to respond. I think most people are this way and don’t take it personally, though… right? I hope so anyway. If I owe you an email, it’s totally suckiness on my end and not yours that I haven’t responded, I promise!
At some point, after my soup and green tea and long email and episode of All My Children on the ABC website I thought “I’m pretty sure I need to paint my nails for the first time in over 3 years before I start writing.” But! I persevered. Or @NaNoWordSprints announced a big block of 10 minute sprints before I could pry myself out of my chair to go and find nail polish. It was probably that. Anyway, I wrote for the whole block. I think it was six 10 minute sprints, but I wasn’t keeping fantastic track. All I know is that it got me 1,933 words. I would have done better with two 30 minute sprints, but those don’t really present themselves very often and I guess I am loathe to write alone. After that I gave myself permission to paint my fingernails neon orange. I feel like I’m six years old. When Shaun got home I wrote with him for 30 minutes and 1,016 more words, which gave me a hefty 2,949 for the day. Hefty!
PS It is freaking gorgeous in my yard right now.
22363 / 50000 words. 45% done!
I’ve never been this far ahead or written so boisterously on a weekend. Though my weekend totals were a little lower than my weekdays, I managed to get in two 30 minute sessions a day writing alongside Shaun and surpass the golden 1,667 by a few hundred words each day.
The last writing session and this post are brought to you by a record album called The Mystery & Romance of Gypsy music from all over the world that I picked up in a consignment shop, and have used for its instrumental good vibes for the past 3 NaNoWriMos. Side B is my favorite. I get so dramatically caught up in it that I forget my genre is Satire, Humor & Parody. We also stocked up on groceries and got all of the Halloween decor tucked away into the garage, something I had been putting off to work on my novel all week long. Of course many new pieces got placed in the house in various nooks and crannies. There is a whole shelf above my kitchen sink that fills me with Halloween cheer everyday of the year.
18308 / 50000 words. 37% done!