Tuesday, November 1st, 2011 • No Comments on NaNoWriMo Here I Go…
So, I have no clue what I’m doing because I didn’t really decide what I was writing until around 10:30 last night so this is very much a seat of the pants novel, but here I go. National Novel Writing Month, Day 1:
I have about three and a half hours to work at Starbucks (starting… now!) and I have about an hour’s worth of other work to do before I can even think about noveling. I’m going to try to draft out a couple of scenes, put some words on paper, start feeling my way along and rediscover my novel roots. I’ve become quite rusty at writing books but I’m hoping this month long process will jump start me. We’ll see.
Once I’m a bit farther along in knowing what the hell I’m doing, I’ll start sharing some of my work. Maybe. Possibly. Hopefully.
Here we go! Who’s with me?
Tuesday, November 1st, 2011 • No Comments on Hello, November
The babies are asleep (as is the husband), Lucas has celebrated his first Halloween, Patrick has gone trick-or-treating for the first time, I’m still up doing some work and uploading Halloween pictures to Facebook, October is being washed away by the rainstorm outside and November is mere minutes away.
It’s been a busy year so far, but it’s about to pick up speed for the next two months. What does November hold? Lucas’s two month birthday, Sheri’s annual Thanksgiving visit, National Novel Writing Month (I’m in… I think), Patrick’s 2 year birthday party (his birthday is December 4, but I think we’ll celebrate while Sheri is still here) and lots of writing and editing and coffee and autumn fun. I’m also in for a lot of medical tests for a blood pressure issue that have been plaguing me since Lucas’s birth. Fun. I’m going for a lot of blood work in the morning—fasting blood work, which means no Halloween candy for breakfast. Not that I’d eat candy for breakfast. Or let my child eat candy for breakfast. No…
I haven’t participated in NaNoWriMo in six years (I think) and I don’t even know what’s possessing me to think about doing it this year. But… maybe. We’ll see. I’ve started strong a couple of years and quit at mid-month, so I imagine that might happen again this time. There is something exciting about the challenge, though. The thrill of contemplating writing an entire novel in a month. The push to get those word counts up from day to day. It’s fun, in it’s own way. It’s also madness, but I’m already crazy.
I have been tossing around a couple of ideas for the book I will work on and hopefully finish. NaNoWriMo requires a fast-paced plot that can hold my interest for 30 solid days. I think I know what I’m going to write. I’ll sleep on it and see where I end up tomorrow. The plan is to write as much as I can as many days as I can and try to squeak out the 50,000 words. One year, I hit the word count around 3 weeks into the month. I sincerely doubt I’ll be able to do that this year. Because in addition to two babies, I also have other writing and editing to keep me busy.
I’m holiday shopping already, in hopes of finishing early this year. In truth, I’ve been buying gifts since about June, but I have a long way to go. Christmas and Hanukkah will be here before I can blink, so online shopping is going to be my best friend this year. I’m so looking forward to the holidays and I’m hoping I have time to do the baking I want to do. But I know the days ahead are going to be exhausting and hectic and I want to remember to slow down and savor the moments. Which means minimizing stress and letting go of anything that doesn’t make me happy. (Which might be my NaNoWriMo book…)
I’m ready for 2012, ready for Lucas to be sleeping through the night so I can get some more rest (relatively speaking), ready for some new goals, memories and adventures—including a trip to the UK. I’m ready! But I’m also excited about the next two months and all it holds.
Goodbye, October! Hello, November!
Monday, October 31st, 2011 • No Comments on Love Unrequited
The topic past week at Oh Get A Grip! was “an acre of barren land.” The explanation was thus:
Mark Twain once wrote a funny story about a dispute over an acre of barren farmland that never produced a profit. Later, he bragged that he made more money from the story than anyone ever did from the land itself. What is your barren acre (bad relationship, dead-end job, disappointment of any kind) that inspired a successful story, novel, poem or play?
Intriguing topic, isn’t it? I thought so, and yet I struggled to find something to write about. Finally, I realized my barren acre was someone I’d been carrying around for a long time:
I didn’t think I had a barren acre. I mean, I’ve had bad relationships and huge disappointments like everyone else, but nothing I’ve written about. At least, nothing I thought I’d written about. Earlier this week while I lay wide awake listening for the baby to cry, I realized my barren acre: a girl I once loved. The first girl I really fell in love with. Only I didn’t know it was love.
I’ve written about this girl so many times I’ve lost count. I think there are only two stories that are specifically about her, that hold enough details of real experiences to be considered about her. But there are at least a dozen other stories that are haunted by her. Memories pulled out in the middle of the night, turned over and over like worry stones, then tucked away for safe keeping.
You can read the rest here: The Girl I Once Loved
It’s an interesting topic and inspired some fascinating columns. Do you have a barren acre?