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!
More from my NaNoWriMo at the $1 level on my Patreon.
I was kind of feeling down anyway. I don’t know. Words happened. I described room decor in a lot of great detail to avoid thinking about where my plotlessness was heading. I read the week 2 chapter in No Plot? No Problem! by Chris Baty. It reminded me that I feel like this every year. We ordered pizza and walked to pick it up. That made me feel better. Laying in bed I talked through my plotlessness a lot and found a few threads to follow. I vowed to write a whole lot this weekend when I inevitably find where I want to be in my novel and get excited about it again.
In any case, the parts of my day that didn’t involve my novel were beautiful. Life is grand.
24253 / 50000 words. 49% done!