It feels good to be writing something. I have already confessed that my work back in September was my first complete work. Less than 30,000 words at this point, it is only a Novella. It was the work that propelled me on this path to be a real writer, perhaps a published author. Since then i have joined author circles on social media. I have absorbed info through author blogs and other free web advice. I have read lots of first chapters free on Amazon. I participated in NaNoWriMo and wrote my first full length Novel.
Exhausted from November, I wanted to take some time off, maybe do some reading and studying of the craft. I lasted 5 days and was desperate to write again. I jotted down a couple of pages of an idea that I had been thinking about for months. I only had a basic concept, though, and I wanted to outline some thoughts before I went on. I started researching some inspiration, but went cold on the project.
I kept up with my social media interaction with other authors and did some reading, but my itch to write has started to overpower me again. I've decided to finally return to the work from September and edit. I had entered a writing contest with the first five pages and got some blunt criticism from the judges that showed my novice at writing. It was extremely helpful though and was well worth the entry fee.
One judge was positive about the story and kept my hopes up that the project was not trash. Now, a month after the contest results, my wounds have healed enough that I am willing to return to the project. My next dream is to put the work into the hands of Beta readers. Maybe one day I will seek an agent and approach publishers. Dreaming of that day...
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Friday, December 4, 2015
How I (Almost) Failed at NaNoWriMo
I haven't posted in weeks and that is because I was consumed with my crazy life and NaNoWriMo (that thing where you try to write a 50,000 word novel during the month of November). Here's the gist of things: I recently turned that spark of writing desire into a flame of writing reality. However, my everyday life is not set up for a writing addict. Here are the reasons I shouldn't have had time to write this November.
#1--I work full time. Not just 40 hours a week full time, but at least 40 hours, sometimes 50 hours or more on the job.
#2--I'm a mom. I have a 5 year old Kindergartener and a 2 and a half year old terror who need Mommy's constant attention when she's home because she's rarely home. My poor husband doesn't stand a chance to have time with me.
#3--My family is in the process of moving. We bought a fixer upper last month, have been renovating the whole place ourselves and started moving stuff in last week. So that means I've been spending every possible minute when I'm not working at my soon-to-be-house doing demo, painting, nailing floors, hanging cabinets, moving furniture, carrying boxes, unpacking boxes, etc., etc.
#4--Thanksgiving. 'Nuff said.
#5--Stomach flu. My whole family had the stomach flu at some point the week before or the week of Thanksgiving. It finally hit me with three days left of NaNo and I was already behind on word count. So, after 14 hours of sleep and writing zero words on November 28th, I knew I was too far behind in NaNo to ever catch up. I figured I might as well give up. I spent some time on the 29th relaxing (recovering) doing puzzles, watching TV, whatever.
That evening I looked at my word count and was depressed that I had made it so close (42,000 words) but didn't have time to finish. I decided to keep writing. Even if I didn't make it in time, I had to get close. I couldn't give up. I wrote 2,000 words. On November 30th, I woke up an hour early for work for no reason. My laptop lay next to me. I started writing. At work that day, I put off things I should be doing and wrote. By evening I had 46,000 words.
All month I had never written more than about 2,600 words in a day. By the time I dealt with the kids and put them to bed, I had 4 hours left to get 4,000 words. No way was this going to happen. But I sat down and started writing. At nine o'clock I was surprised I had written another thousand words. At this rate, I could finish in time. I would have to stay up late, but maybe it was possible. Ten o'clock--48,000 words. I was tired, sleepy. I thought, what was the point of "winning" NaNo anyway? I should just go to bed. But I was so close. I finally decided, I'd sit in bed and write. If I fell asleep, it wasn't meant to be. If I didn't fall asleep...maybe....
The last two hours were one giant word sprint. Don't edit, just write. It's not great writing, but it's something. Just write. 11:30 pm, thirty minutes left of November...50,000 words! I jumped on the NaNo site to verify...49,976 words. What? Speed typing, a couple more sentences. Verify. "WINNER!" Woo hoo!!!!!!! I had done it. I had survived November. I had typed 6,000 words in a single day. I finished a novel draft in a single month. I had only been a true writer for a couple of months and now I won NaNoWriMo. All my life I have wanted to be a writer. Now I'm well on my way...
#1--I work full time. Not just 40 hours a week full time, but at least 40 hours, sometimes 50 hours or more on the job.
#2--I'm a mom. I have a 5 year old Kindergartener and a 2 and a half year old terror who need Mommy's constant attention when she's home because she's rarely home. My poor husband doesn't stand a chance to have time with me.
#3--My family is in the process of moving. We bought a fixer upper last month, have been renovating the whole place ourselves and started moving stuff in last week. So that means I've been spending every possible minute when I'm not working at my soon-to-be-house doing demo, painting, nailing floors, hanging cabinets, moving furniture, carrying boxes, unpacking boxes, etc., etc.
#4--Thanksgiving. 'Nuff said.
#5--Stomach flu. My whole family had the stomach flu at some point the week before or the week of Thanksgiving. It finally hit me with three days left of NaNo and I was already behind on word count. So, after 14 hours of sleep and writing zero words on November 28th, I knew I was too far behind in NaNo to ever catch up. I figured I might as well give up. I spent some time on the 29th relaxing (recovering) doing puzzles, watching TV, whatever.
That evening I looked at my word count and was depressed that I had made it so close (42,000 words) but didn't have time to finish. I decided to keep writing. Even if I didn't make it in time, I had to get close. I couldn't give up. I wrote 2,000 words. On November 30th, I woke up an hour early for work for no reason. My laptop lay next to me. I started writing. At work that day, I put off things I should be doing and wrote. By evening I had 46,000 words.
All month I had never written more than about 2,600 words in a day. By the time I dealt with the kids and put them to bed, I had 4 hours left to get 4,000 words. No way was this going to happen. But I sat down and started writing. At nine o'clock I was surprised I had written another thousand words. At this rate, I could finish in time. I would have to stay up late, but maybe it was possible. Ten o'clock--48,000 words. I was tired, sleepy. I thought, what was the point of "winning" NaNo anyway? I should just go to bed. But I was so close. I finally decided, I'd sit in bed and write. If I fell asleep, it wasn't meant to be. If I didn't fall asleep...maybe....
The last two hours were one giant word sprint. Don't edit, just write. It's not great writing, but it's something. Just write. 11:30 pm, thirty minutes left of November...50,000 words! I jumped on the NaNo site to verify...49,976 words. What? Speed typing, a couple more sentences. Verify. "WINNER!" Woo hoo!!!!!!! I had done it. I had survived November. I had typed 6,000 words in a single day. I finished a novel draft in a single month. I had only been a true writer for a couple of months and now I won NaNoWriMo. All my life I have wanted to be a writer. Now I'm well on my way...
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