Yeah, I’m just that crazy. I have no kitchen, a s**t-load of work to do and now I’m finishing the final draft of the novel I finished two years ago. My, but the time does fly.
I’m also trying to upload it to the web. I have to figure out how to use a certain writer-friendly set of plug-ins, but doing is learning. It’s a craft that requires patience and a high tolerance for frustration. But, hey, two chapters down and I’m already walking in my characters’ footsteps.
I finished writing a novel in July and swore I never wanted to look at it again. But, lo and behold, here I thinking about about it and feeling like getting my editing hat back on. Hello NaNoEditMo November? It may just happen.
I finished my novel, including the epilogue, yesterday. It’s a steaming pile of crap, as first drafts always are. However, there’s enough there to tuck in and polish, chuck and add, when the editing phase begins. Right now, though, I’m just sitting back and feeling very proud of myself.
Getting this done in one month was no bed of roses. I knew it would be a slog, so I hired a friend of mine who’s a writing coach to be my official nudge. She has done her job and done it well. I’m done!
I’m going for a two-fer today: write about a place and a song. That’s going to be a challenge, not because I don’t know what to say, but I don’t really know where to start. That’s what happens with too many choices.
I’m not in the mood for straight fiction tonight, although I do want to talk about the story. I have an image in my head and it’s this one:
My fantasy with the two travelers, named Daniel and Mira, includes a new home, away from the devastation – kind of. The travelers and their eventual companions are traveling east, to a place called the Deep Lands that may or may not exist. There are stories about them and they’re pretty frightening. In one version, the Gods cursed the land for some infraction or another and killed off its ability to support any kind of plant life. In another version, the air itself has been removed. It’s a place no one in their right mind would want to go. Mira’s hard nosed and skeptical. No air, indeed. It’s just a story to scare kids into behaving, or so she explains to Daniel.
So, what is this a picture of? Mars, actually. Probably taken from one of the rovers happily wheeling around out there. I’m fascinated with the place, although not enough to actually want to go there. I tried to think of the most desolate, loneliest place anywhere. That’s what came to mind.
So, as of my last writing the group of travelers (yes, there are a bunch of them by now and they’ve already had some adventures) have arrived at the beginning of the Eastern lands. They’re currently camped in the remains of an ancient, ancient city and they’re getting a serious case of the creeps. Something feels wrong, although they haven’t found out what yet. They’ve just met (at spear-point) a group of area residents and are about to hear a story. That’s when I had to stop.
So, the music? Eerie, ominous. I grabbed a soundtrack and made a video out of it. Maybe I’ll show it to you later. For now, here’s the music:
I started my NaNo adventure by rewriting the last two chapters from last year. This gives me the chance to refresh my memory and set the stage for the next set of adventures. The word count is over 3,000. A lot of that, not all, is new.
It’s official – day one of NaNoWriMo and I’m at the computer, ready to go. Just to make things harder on myself, I’ve also enrolled in NaBloWriMo or National Blog Writing Month. If that doesn’t kick my creative juices, then I’ve truly become a dry well.
I’m psyched now, but the real challenge will begin when I have to work in 1,667 words into days when I’m working and teaching. Of course, I also have a house to maintain, with meals to cook and laundry to do. But, what the heck. I’m in!
I went over 50,000 words this evening. I’m still not done, but I’ve cleared the first hurdle and boy, does it feel good. Actually, once I got past the mid-week equivalent (about mid-month), I could barely get myself to stop. I really want to finish this, but for now I’m going to gloat!
Hello and happy post-Thanksgiving! I’ve somehow managed to find the time to write over the holidays, even though I’m out of town. Today I just finished two more chapters, for a total word count of: 48,705 words out of a total of 50,000. Looks like this baby’s going to be over that limit, but I’ll take myself out for a beer when I reach the minimum word count.