Progress (word count or a general status update)
With the exception of yesterday, I've managed to beat the daily word goal every day so far. I'm now sitting at just over 10,000 words. That's about half of what I managed to write during NaNo last year, so I'm thrilled. And I'm especially proud of myself because I've been doing this while revising another WIP I'm hoping to start querying this week. Crazy!
Meh. Not about my WIP, but about sitting down and writing again today. I'm finding it challenging to switch gears from revising one story to writing a totally different type of story. It's working, but I've got a bit of the brain drain going on.
“No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.” - Robert Frost
If I'm bored, my readers will be bored. Ergo, stop writing boring words. That's my mission and I choose to accept it.
Goal as of Today
This is sort of the same as Katy's: Write 2000 words Monday through Friday and 1000 words on Saturday and Sunday. This is where it differs: IF I manage to write more on any of the days I can reduce another day's word goal or take it off altogether. Because sometimes I just need a break, you know?
Recent Favorite NaNo WIP Line(s)
I wouldn't say this is a favourite, exactly. And it's not an overly important scene in my WIP, but since it made me snicker, I thought I'd share. Bear in mind, all of this is unpolished and unedited and may not stick around:
When I walk in the door the others are starting to rise, in various states of awake and Montauk Monster-esque disarray. Charlie, in particular, looks the most frightful of the bunch, his hair standing out in spiky tufts all over his head. He looks like the sea urchin we ate for dinner at his place the other night. Well, before it made it onto our plates anyway.
“You are planning on taming that mess I hope.” Maura pats down his sandy blond tufts with her palm.
“Nope. This is the look I was going for. You know, that whole sexy bedhead thing.”
“Dude, there’s nothing sexy about what’s going on on your head right now.” Harry thumps him on the back before flopping onto the sofa. He runs a hand over his own cropped black hair.
“Like you’d know. Your jarhead do isn’t exactly en vogue, you know,” Charlie shoots back.
“Says the guy who just used the phrase en vogue in casual conversation.”
“You can’t help yourself, can you?”
NB: Do not Google Montauk Monster. It's nasty, I promise. But if you insist... CLICK HERE!
Non-NaNo News (because life DOES go on)
For months now, I've been trying to boil down WIP#1 to a single sentence. Fail! Yesterday, after nearly going QWERTY face a few times, I managed to write a logline that sucks somewhat less than it did in earlier attempts. And this morning I entered my logline and my first 250 words in the Baker's Dozen Agent Auction. Nausea ensued.
In My Downtime (ha!) I'm Reading
With Remembrance Day* rapidly approaching, I wanted to spend some time reading books that have some connection to remembering and the wars. I've been meaning to read Between Shades of Gray by Ruta Sepetys and Markus Zusak's The Book Thief, and I figured that this was the perfect opportunity given that they both deal with the events surrounding WWII. I'm currently reading the former, and while the subject matter is tough to handle, it's definitely worth the read.
You Should Read This Blog Post
Why I Love YA Lit by Bookshelvers Anonymous because it sings the praises of YA, and I couldn't agree more with it. Big confession: I haven't been spending as much time lately on the blogs. But I have read some other NaNo update posts. To see how some other bloggers are doing on their NaNo stories, check out Katy Upperman, Liz Parker, and Jess Silverstein.
Would you like some ham with that cheese? Seriously goofy photo aside, these NaNoWriMo shirts are awesome. The sizing is a little weird on the NaNo site, but in my experience they run true to size. It's a quality shirt and very comfy. Also, for those of you who can't handle super short sleeves digging in your armpits, the sleeves are a bit longer, so no armpit wedgies here. As for this case of too much information? You're welcome.
* Remembrance Day (formerly known as Armistace Day) is a Commonwealth memorial day on November 11th of every year. It has been observed since World War I in remembrance of all the men and women who have served in the armed forces. In the days leading up to Remembrance Day, people wear poppies on the breast of their coat. The emblem was chosen because of the poem In Flanders Fields, penned by Canadian physician and Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae.