NaNoWriMo: Day 27

Winner-2014-Web-Banner

It seems pointless waffling on about it when I’ve already hit my target but I’m up to 60K now. I’ve got my winner banner. Now I just need to decide if I want to avail myself of the 50% Scrivener discount. Will it really make the writing process that little bit more magical? I could definitely do with some magic right now.

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NaNoWriMo: Day 20

50K

I hit 50K just before midnight on day 19. I was so tired that I forgot to update until today. Oops!

Although I managed to hit the target, it’s been difficult. The first week was pretty awful and due to a change in circumstances since July’s camp, I’ve had to do most of my writing late at night. I also happen to be going through one of my bizarre seasonal sleep pattern changes. This has meant that my writing time has not been very productive and my lack of sleep has resulted in prose that is far from dazzling. It’s hard not to feel disheartened by that but I have 50,000 words of a story written down. The fine-tuning can happen later. It’s not like it wouldn’t need a substantial edit anyway. I’m just disappointed because I’ve been looking forward to getting my teeth into this project since I wrote the outline about six months ago and because despite those 50,000 words, I’m still only about a third of the way through the plot.

I’m aiming to write around 1000 words a day until the end of the month.

Reflecting on Camp NaNoWriMo

I’ve been neglecting you. Sorry about that. Here’s what happened.

I finished Camp NaNoWriMo in July on a high. I’d smashed my 50K target to tiny little love-shaped pieces. I didn’t stop at 60K. I didn’t even stop at 70K. I’d never written so much in a single month in my whole life. I wrote seventy-three thousand words that never existed in that same order before by the time the month was out. I felt proud of myself, but the first draft was still not finished. I was only about 60% of the way through my plot outline.

I decided to take a few days off from my self-imposed seclusion. I wanted to see if my kids still recognised me or if my husband remembered my name. So I shuffled out of my writing cave and soon fell into my old normal life. Everyone still loved me. There were hugs and kisses and games and laughter and lots of tea and biscuits. I got a bit too comfortable. My writing cave started to look like a spiked medieval cage. How had I spent so long in there? I wouldn’t have to go back in there, would I? I like it out here. There is a sofa and a telly.

I managed to write the odd word here and there. Some life happened. Then more words. Then a bit more life. I’m about 75% through now. I was going to look at it again in January, but I’ve decided that from the start of December, I’m going to write 500 words each day and see if I can get this project back on track.

I wonder if anyone else suffers from post-NaNo crash. I wasn’t expecting it and I still feel a little disappointed with myself. I didn’t expect to continue with that level of momentum but the brick wall was a nasty surprise. I don’t like surprises.

And yes, I am doing NaNoWriMo again right now.