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.”
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.
I spent a lot of the day moving between browser tabs and doing things that one could say had something to do with my novel. I got my list of names-to-grab-when-my-mind-blanks put together. I read forum posts. I procrastinated spectacularly.
It was double-up donation day on the NaNoWriMo site. I donated. I also thought: You know what? I have never had such a low word count on double-up day, I could actually double my word count today! I continued to procrastinate.
Every time I went into the kitchen, I screamed a little because it’s such a mess. But I didn’t do anything about that, either.
Eventually I got my stuff together, and, back in the recliner with my laptop, I participated in 5 sprints on twitter (three 15, a 10 and a 20 minute) and did it. Like, I more than doubled my total word count. Stuff in my story actually started to get kind of fun. I creeped myself out a little with something I wrote. I may, in fact, have given myself some nightmares. I got 2,955 words for the day. I’m still behind, but it was major progress and a huge relief to enjoy myself while writing. I had such a weird, rough start. I know it will get tough again during week two, but I’m used to it. It’s all gonna work out.
Another day of just SUPER BRAIN FOG. I did get my Bullet Journal set up for November, though!
I got out my bullet journal from last year and used it to help me set up my NaNoWriMo tracker for this year. I felt a bit sad because I was more creative in my bullet journal a year ago, always trying new things, but now I feel like I’m just doing the same things over and over again. I think, as with all things, I have creative highs and lows, and I will feel inspired again. Of course one reason I have been repetitive is that my current layouts work really well for me. Still I hope to challenge myself in December to try some new things. I have enough on my plate in November though, even for the sake of NaNoWriMo procrastination, I’m too busy overhaul my bullet journal!
I haven’t done any sprints yet. I’ve just been writing when I feel up to it and I didn’t get much in yesterday. I wrote a total of 755 words.
The last sentence I wrote:
“I’m Sherman Picklecorn,” the red-haired man admitted. “Jacob mentioned my mother, she’s the housekeeper up at the manor.”
Ahh, so tired the day after Halloween, always so tired. But this was extra, I had bad cramps all day and zero motivation to either take down Halloween or work on my NaNoWriMo. I hadn’t done any of my usual October prep. I hadn’t assembled a list of people and place names, I hadn’t thought about it… at all, really. I still haven’t re-read No Plot? No Problem! or made a cute graph in my bullet journal.
I’ve been depressed, since last November really, it comes and goes in waves and I’m functioning and happy fairly often now, but it’s holding me down a bit. November and December are months filled with happy things I love and memories that hurt a lot. Every single thing is about finding a balance. I’m trying super hard.
In the evening, when Shaun was home and working on studying for his test the next morning, I managed to write for a bit and got 1,147 words, which is a start.
Here’s the last sentence I wrote:
Maybe there would be a friendly young face, not a beau, but a village girl to gossip with, someone her own age so that she wouldn’t be as lonely as her friends insisted she would be.
I’ve really just been doing the bare minimum to keep on top of all of my projects this month. I’ve been vacillating between anxiety and depression. I haven’t been depressed in a while. There was a weird moment of relief, when it first hit me, because anxiety for me is caring a lot and depression is not caring at all. I’ve decided I like anxiety more, though. I can be anxious and happy, I have a lot to show for it when I’m anxious, I’ve been doing it for so many years, I’m very good at it. My depression is mean, too, it’s a voice in my head that says really nasty things to me about how nothing I do or have ever done has mattered. Anxiety tells me it all matters too much, that I can’t give up, that I just have to try harder every day. This is how I have learned to live with it. Up until this past couple of months, I was actually doing really, really well with it, the motivation to DO was there and the bad anxiety stuff was very mild, easy to dismiss, unimportant.
I had a bunch of really bad, 0 words days this month, but because I was depressed, I didn’t really care. A few days ago I was sobbing while cooking dinner, facilitated by PMS, and I think it was one of those mythical good cries. I’ve had maybe three of those my whole entire life. I said all of these things aloud to Shaun, and per usual, he made me feel better, because he’s very good at looking at the logical sides of things, and he knows me so very well. I feel like I turned a corner and things are going to get better. The next day I wrote 2,836 words on my NaNoWriMo. The day after that (yesterday) I wrote 7,108 words, passed 50k, kind of brought the bit of story I was writing to some sort of resolution and won NaNoWriMo for the 11th time.
I’m trying to take today off, but I keep mentally going over all of the things I neglected to do this past month, so good to know I’m firmly back to my anxiety, I guess. Maybe I’ll write them in my bullet journal. That usually helps.
We went for a walk after dinner on Sunday and probably got cursed by this amazing cat.
I had a pretty great writing day yesterday, actually. Followed along with lots of sprints on twitter, used the sprint tool on the NaNoWriMo website (have you tried this, yet? I had an INCREDIBLE 350 word 10 minute session with it.) All told I got 2,381 words written yesterday. Still a little behind, but closing the gap daily. My mom came over to work on her current painting. We watched a bunch of General Hospital. Shaun stayed late at school to help some of his students review for a test. I made a tasty Udon Stir Fry for dinner. It was a good day, not much more to say!
Period brain chewed me up on Friday and spit me back out on Saturday (good to get that over with early in the month, though) so I didn’t write at all on Friday. Instead we went to Target and looked at Christmas stuff (I’m 100% there already this year) and had an India Palace date night. Indian food is the best of everything.
Saturday I was feeling a little bit better, still felt like my head was full of cotton, but pretty functional in all ways but the creative. I did a lot of thinking, brainstorming and plotting but I only got 323 words added to my novel. Better that than nothing, though. Always good to at least keep the novel in mind when you’re having an off day during NaNoWriMo. I felt good about the fact that I wasn’t beating myself up about it. I also donated on Saturday, which always gives me a kick in the pants. Plus I discovered YOU CAN CHANGE YOUR USERNAME now! Check it out. I literally hugged my laptop.. We ended the day with a quality Luke Cage binge watch. SO GOOD.
Sunday was much better. I started the day with some quality procrastination. I made a book cover and changed my avatar on the NaNoWriMo site. Eventually I jumped into some sprints and wrote 2,816 words total. I also talked some plans out with Shaun and got lots of new ideas. I’m still about a day behind in terms of word count, but I’m going to try to catch that up today, get on track, get back ahead, finish early per usual. Fingers crossed. Here’s a favorite line from yesterday to end things on:
“I told you. I can make any kind of canned soup, too. Haven’t met a canned soup that I wasn’t equal to.”
Yesterday I kept “Just one more thing, and then I’ll write!”ing. I’m caught up on all the internet things I haven’t looked at in months, let me tell you.
Anyway, my main character needs to figure out what she wants to do with her life. I made her cousin a graphic designer and one of her potential love interests is a writer. On that note, I’m not married to there actually being a love interest, but I also thought it would be fun if I went all out soap opera here in a minute. So indecisive! The other potential love interest seems like a hooligan. My book is drifting into Gilmore Girls and Murder She Wrote and away from Twin Peaks. I want it all. Probably Gilmore Girls least of all, though.
Oooh, doesn’t Murder She Wrote/Twin Peaks sound like the most perfect mashup ever? Imagine Jessica Fletcher and Agent Cooper teaming up to solve Laura Palmer’s murder. Of course, JB would have had it sorted in a single episode. /fanfic
I digress, what should my main character do? She’s job hunting. It’s her current crux
Eventually I ran out of other things to look at and I did a few sprints, not enough to get 1667 words, but enough that I still had a teensy lead on the official daily goal. I wrote 1,571 words yesterday.
5347 / 50000 words. 11% done!
After I finished writing, I did this new Yoga with Adriene video and let me tell you it was the Perfect followup to several hours of procrastination and 45 minutes of writing.