What’s done is done…

Word Count: 5850

Well, you can tell by my word count that I did not finish NaNoWriMo this year. It was not in the cards is all. I had a lot of other stuff to do. And, that other stuff was very successful. I do plan on writing though. Hopefully, my word count will increase for Boiler Makers. I may even go back to The Atlantean Prophecies because it isn’t such a bad story. I really do want to get going on this writing, but I know that every year (or couple of months) I make this promise to myself to write more, and I end up not doing it. Then I feel bad and the spiral deepens. It is very sad really. Got to try and break the cycle.

Anyways, there is always next year.

Time passes quickly…

Unfortunately, my word count has not budged since the first week of Nano for this year. I am going to try to make up for lost time due to a business event I had to prepare for, but 50,000 words may not be possible for this year. Oh well. At least, I wrote something. I would like to get close to 10,000 words at least. I have about a week and a half to go, but then there is Thanksgiving. Ugh…. there is always next year.

Making up for lost time…

Word count so far…. 3,077 words

Well, I am trying to make up for yesterday’s lack of wordsmithing. That would be referring to quantity and not quality. I should be upto 5,000 words today. Maybe I will hit that tonight. I have a few hours to go in the day and I’ve managed to write about 1100 words in about an hour and half.

I really did not want to write today. I mean yesterday was different. The lack of words was due to work, which I finished. But today, I just did not want to write anything down despite the fact that I spent last night inventing new scenes to finally get my character out of the diner I left her in. Well, I finally got my butt in gear and my fingers typing though. About frellin’ time I guess. She’s still in the diner though…. hahahaha.

Oh… and if someone wishes to make comments that someone needs to register. Something I’ve had going since I upgraded to this version of WordPress. Just sayin’.

I really do need to get some kind of NaNo word counter. Back to writing.

Not too bad…

Word count so far: 1631 words

Most of those words are pure crap, but I am okay with that. My Internal Editor is on a nice vacation in a hurricane free zone so no chance of he or she coming back early due to wind, rain, and god-like tendancies of destruction. The story isn’t as bad as I feared. I like my main character once again. Her name is Alice and the first chapter is called “The White Rabbit” just because I like referencing old childhood favorites. I am a little under the daily goal, but considering I only had 500 words a few hours ago that is not too bad.

Gonna try and hit the goal before I head off to bed. Continue this streak after I get some pay-the-bills work done.

Now that’s a way to write…

Word Count so far: 539 words

Writing is a simple trick: all you have to do is sit and stare at a blank piece of paper [or screen], until beads of blood form on your forehead… Spider Robinson

Spider has the “write” idea. Writing is sort of painful like that dull muscle ache you feel after a really good workout. You feel good during the activity, but you know you are going to regret it the next day. What I figure is if I just keep writing, even if it is only a few paragraphs a day, that pain won’t appear until December 1st. And maybe, just maybe, my mind and my hands will be used to it by then.

So here I sit with my laptop in front of me, waiting for the bloodworks to wash over me. Sure hope it does not mess up my screen.

Once more into the breach….

The countdown has begun…. I think I’ll curl up into a little tiny, teeny ball right now. I know… I know. What am I doing here writing in this blog. I should be doing some actual writing for Nano, but I needed to say something first. Okay, so here it goes. I have no idea what I am doing, but that isn’t new nor is it abnormal for most participants in Nano. I’ll just have to suck it up and invent new words.

Here goes nuttin’.

If fear is the mind killer….

Then I’ve been dead for a month now. It’s almost Nano time, and I still don’t know how this story is gonna work out. I don’t even know if it is a story I want to write as a novel. Oi vei! How did I get myself into this. Someone end my misery now. Please! I need a paperbag.

No rest for the wicked or the weary…. or the talentless hacks.

There is a second time for everything….

Jeez, I forgot that I had written a few paragraphs for Boiler Makers awhile back. In fact, I forgot that I had already had a title for it. I swear my memory is like a big ol’ piece of Swiss cheese. (Good thing I like Swiss.)

Well, I’ll probably end up rewriting those paragraphs anyways, and this will be even more incentive to go beyond 50,000 words. Must think positive. Must think.