Yeah...so... (*crickets chirping*) I'm sitting not-so-pretty at roughly 15,000 words right now. For those of you even mediocre at Math, that's not quite where I should be with thirteen days of NaNo under my belt.
BUT I'm surprisingly not all that stressed about my paltry word count. As I've already mentioned, my goal was never to 'win' NaNo by writing 50,000 words. I'm finishing a WIP, and that many words would make this thing a surly beast. There was a day recently where I found myself falling back into bad habits again: using multiple words when one would do (to meet my target word count for the day), writing a whole string of rubbish that bored me to tears (again, to meet my target), and just generally spewing pure suckage onto the page. I'm not okay with that. I refuse to set myself up to rewrite thousands of words post-NaNo. I like revising, but not that much. I plan to keep going, but at a pace of my own choosing.
“We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is,
knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out."
- Ray Bradbury -
Goal as of Today
To continue working seriously and regularly on ONLY ANNIE. I want to love what I'm writing, and if I find that the opposite is true, I will step away for a while. This story is supposed to be heart-wrenching and romantic, and I don't want to settle for anything less. This first draft will still need tons of revisions, but I plan on lessening the stress of that process by writing mostly good words now.
Recent Favourite NaNo WIP
“Where are you going,” I manage to say between gasps for air.
He won’t meet my eyes, but stares at the polished floor instead. “Home. I just remembered this isn’t exactly where I want to be tonight.”
“But you just got here. Aren’t you enjoying the art?” I air quote around ‘art’. Air quote. Ugh. It was meant to remind him of the suggestive chalk scrawl we mocked only moments ago. It fails. I try to smile, but the effort is too much for my face to sustain.
“I was. And then I wasn’t. I just want to get out of here, away from all this.” He nods toward the crowd, eyes cold once more. When they meet mine at last, the hurt I see tucked around the edges nearly breaks my heart all over again. He’s slipping away. We were finally making strides, finally approaching a place where we could begin to heal this rift between us. All of that feels useless now. Two steps forward, twenty steps back.
The air shifts next to me and I know who it is without looking. “Is everything alright? You need to stop taking off like that. Walden’s going to be pissed.” Will. Again.
I whirl around, irritation rippling off me in waves. “Just give me a second, okay?”
Will backs off, hands raised in surrender. I turn to face Went, ready to do what it takes to keep him here, to seize my opportunity like I promised Lyddie.
But he’s already gone.
Non-NaNo News (because life DOES go on)
I started querying last week. Cue racing heartbeat. No, not really. I'm actually kind of stunned by how chill I feel about the whole thing. I fully expect that there will be rejections, but for some odd reason this isn't bothering me like it probably should. I guess I figure that rejections are part of the process. We'll see once they start rolling in, but for now I'm A-OK.☺
In My Downtime (ha!) I'm Reading
The most excellent THE BOOK THIEF by Markus Zusak. What a phenomenal read! Really. Of course, this isn't exactly news to any of you who have read it. I'm regularly amazed by the new ways in which authors tell familiar stories. We all know about the Holocaust, but Zusak manages a unique take on these events. I'm impressed, moved, and humbled.
You Should Read This Blog Post
Love Is a Verb by Ellyn Gibbs (via Lauren @ Word Art: Painting With Words) because it talks about why we keep on writing even when we don't feel like we love it.
|Look what showed up in the mail yesterday! Yay!|
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