I went back and input data from NaNo’s stats on my novel. Now I will have a complete history from zero to the end of the first draft. And I get to give myself a nice, horizontal line every 10,000 words.
My favorite thing about outlines is having to edit chapter summaries later because I wrote something different.
I started doing graphs, but scrapped it for later. But the Day and Average columns calculate themselves, plus I threw in conditional formatting for the shading of the Day cells.
I jogged four of the six intervals while growing aware of a pain in my lower right shin, so I stopped, thinking I might make it worse. Now the pain is gone, I don’t notice a thing when I’m walking normally. So we’ll try this again on Wednesday.
One of my favorite things about NaNoWriMo is the word count tracking. So I decided to make myself a spreadsheet on Google Drive to keep track of my progress as a motivational tool.
I started watching Doctor Who. Good job on the terrifying mannequins, how the fuck am I supposed to get any Christmas shopping done now?
I’m back to outlining; I wrote the last couple chapters on the fly, but I think I do better with a structure. I only tend to deviate slightly. Perhaps I’ll wander a bit further if better ideas strike me.
This is awesome, and it makes me happy that most of the time when I play a game lately, it’s on my 3DS.
So I totally lied; I had to get up for a pee break and to chase my husband around the kitchen a little.
There were nine days in November where I didn’t write a single word. So technically, I wrote over 50,000 words in 21 days.
It never occurred to me that I couldn’t do it except every year I didn’t try. Now that I’m sitting on this pile of words, I have a better vantage point to the end of the story. I think I’ve got 20-40k words to go before I can brave the arduous editing process.
This is farther than I’ve ever gotten before. With other projects, I invariably begin editing a few chapters in, then scrap everything because I’m dissatisfied or don’t know where to go next. Because inspiration doesn’t strike. Because I’ve never sat myself down and forced myself to write.
I’m not falling into that trap this time. I’m going to finish this story.
It is November 30, I am sitting down in front of my computer with loud music and I am not getting up for anything before I hit 50,000 words.
Here I go.
The fact that I’m actually going to do it kind of freaks me out.
And then I have to write the rest of the story. I may or may not be anywhere between halfway and two-thirds done.
Awesome, I finished week one!
So you ran the equator?
Nah, I’ve only made it across Africa so far.