So, it’s the halfway point with National Novel Writing Month. You’re supposed to be at the sweet spot of 25,000 words and feeling pretty good about yourself.
But I’m behind. I’m only at 14,000. Which is still a decent word count and all, but I’m determined to catch up.
That’s why I just sat down and did a marathon sprint of writing. 3,100 words in 45 minutes! That’s pretty crazy, but it actually went by really fast because I got a lot of my plot hammered out. I hadn’t really known where I was going and so this is a great development.
If you’re doing NaNoWriMo right now, how are you faring? Good? Bad? Don’t want to talk about it?
I have a screenplay I’m working on. A screenplay with a pressing deadline and oh, 40 or more pages still needing to be written. So, naturally, I’m making fried chicken.
Here’s my brain’s rationalization.
“Laura, you’ve been working so hard. You should take a break.”
“But I still have so much work to do!”
“How about a compromise?”
“You want to keep working for as long as possible without taking a break, right?”
“So no breaks – except for lunch, which doesn’t count because you have to eat…you know, to keep up your energy while writing.”
“So why don’t you just take a few moments for yourself and MAKE ALL THE FRIED CHICKEN IN THE WORLD.”
So that’s what I did. And it took way longer than just a few moments.
I was staring at one of my photographs, trying to think of the perfect title when my father walked into the room. I asked him what he would title the tree with green leaves and lichen on the bark. He contemplated for a moment and then said. “Jabba the Hutt Emerging!”
It wasn’t every day that Heather woke up feeling completely refreshed. In fact, she couldn’t even remember the last time she had jumped out of bed this excited to start the day. She hoped this feeling of beatitude would last. Even her dreams had been pleasant. Everything looked like it was pointing towards a fresh start, a new purpose. It didn’t matter that the divorce had only been finalized for a few weeks. Heather was determined that this was just the sign she had been looking for. There would be no more moping and feeling sorry for herself. She felt like she could even manage pancakes. It was a start.
So a lot of you have probably heard about National Novel Writing Month. If not, you should definitely check out this link. Basically you write a novel in 30 days. The whole point is to get 50,000 words written and at the end of November you’ll have “won” Nanowrimo. And even though that sounds like a huge number it’s only a measly 1,667 words a day! Anyone can do that!
I love it! I actually did it in 2005, 2006, and 2007 and won each year. (AKA, I have over 150,000 words in 3 random novels that would need heavy amounts of editing to actually be worth reading.)
But that’s not the point of nanowrimo. The point is to get words down on paper. To get the story out of your system. To jump over that terrifying hurdle of “what can I possibly be thinking – there’s no way I can get this down, I’ll mess it up!” It’s about quantity versus quality. Because, let’s face it folks, you’ve got 1 month to write a novel and then 11 other months to edit and revise it.
So, I’ve always been the kind of fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants-let’s-write-about-whatever-today nanowrimo kinda girl. Meaning I’ve never had a plot or any foggy idea what my novel was about. This year I prepared a little. I seriously thought about what I was going to write about beforehand. I didn’t really make any leeway with my thoughts, but I had a vague idea of what I wanted to write about before I started typing. And that’s more than can be said for previous years.
Also, if you’re doing nanowrimo – feel free to add me! I’m under LauraRaquel! I’d love to watch your progress as we embark on this adventure of literary abandon.
So here’s to the start of November and all the other participants writing a novel! You’ll probably be hearing some nanowrimo rants on this blog as well during the month.