day 13 total: 2,488 words.
running total: 10,754 words.
i suck.
i boozed and loozed for days on either side of my birthday, and now i'm about 10,000 words behind where i should be. seriously. as always, i've used my unique talent for making things harder than they have to be. even something as idiotic and difficult as writing a novel in a month.
the good news? i'm good at being an underdog. which is encouraging, because i'm now up a certain creek that you may be aquaintded with, sans paddle.
but i got back on it today, and actually had my most productive day yet.
here's hoping i've got a few more of them in me, cause i now have to average 2,300 words per day to hit my goal.
yikes.
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Saturday, November 14, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
chapter 59: day one, and all's well. sort of.
day 1: 1689 words.
ack. yes, ack.
after working a full day at the job, i have managed to focus my mental energy on getting my novel rolling and reached my daily quota of 1,667 words. i even surpassed in by 22 words...killed it!
i now have two characters, the scene partly established, and some admittedly hackneyed prose. it was somewhat more difficult than i thought it'd be to shut off my angry internal censor, though. he's clearly not happy that i'm letting myself suck. i don't deal well with sucking.
but the point of this excercise is to get the words down on paper, so i guess i've reached my goal.
here's hoping it comes easier and gets better on day two.
ps - shut up, brain.
pps - if anyone knows a good character name for a clumsy, clueless, do-gooding journalist who's in over his head in africa, i'm taking suggestions.
ppps - the first person to suggest "Brennan Leffler" gets hit with a barrage of obscenities.
ack. yes, ack.
after working a full day at the job, i have managed to focus my mental energy on getting my novel rolling and reached my daily quota of 1,667 words. i even surpassed in by 22 words...killed it!
i now have two characters, the scene partly established, and some admittedly hackneyed prose. it was somewhat more difficult than i thought it'd be to shut off my angry internal censor, though. he's clearly not happy that i'm letting myself suck. i don't deal well with sucking.
but the point of this excercise is to get the words down on paper, so i guess i've reached my goal.
here's hoping it comes easier and gets better on day two.
ps - shut up, brain.
pps - if anyone knows a good character name for a clumsy, clueless, do-gooding journalist who's in over his head in africa, i'm taking suggestions.
ppps - the first person to suggest "Brennan Leffler" gets hit with a barrage of obscenities.
Labels:
nanowrimo,
novel,
sucking,
word count,
writing
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