Win NaNoWriMo 2008

I’m at 34k, and I’m not done for the day! I should get to 37k before tomorrow, to make up for my evening that will have to go to Toastmasters.

Fortunately I found Write or Die. Thanks, Leangel91!

I’m at 31k.

Righty, got to 25k on Saturday BBT (before bedtime) and I really wish that the widgets would update instantaneously. There is no better motivator than those green and red bars. For the first time those dark grey ones are getting shorter.

40k by Monday BBT, easy peasy. I’ll be caught up with Chris Baty, ready for an easy cruise to next weekend. (The stuff we smoke here is good, isn’t it?)

I’ve just crossed 20k. The words-per-day required are now piling up at an alarming rate.

At 18303 I am still seriously behind schedule, and if make 25k before the end of the month I have achieved a lot.

That was the bad news.

The good news is that in a marathon session last night I wrote over three thousand words, and my daily requirement is still below that. With heroic effort and dedicating my weekends to the keyboard it can still be done.

I dislike heroics, but it can be done.

At 11 000. Seriously behind, with 3000 words per day still a good target, yet to be reached.

Ouch. The need for sleep and the obligation to work seriously interferes with NaNoWriMo!

Last night I racked up the words again, and reached 8000. I won’t get to Chris Baty’s challenge of 20 000 for Thursday, but I’ll give it a bloody good try.

In the meantime my characters amaze me with what they can achieve when put in a tight spot with a short deadline.

Just this weekend I wondered how I was going to get out of it. Would I just announce that I was giving up? Would I just say nothing and let November 30 slide by?

That was on the weekend. At just under five and a half thousand words I’m not even nearly on any schedule, but it still seems doable, especially after last night’s two thousand words. I suddenly have two characters, and dialogue and plot for at least another two thousand words, a dastardly trick to play on the reader, and beyond that a fantastic backdrop to work on (although the plot gets a bit vague.)

At 3133 words there seems to be life in it yet, but still falling way short on the word count.

Show, don’t tell. Learning the same lesson yet again.

I didn’t know my head was this weird.

At 1810 words I am now where I should have been on Saturday.

Should’ve? Should’ve, schmould’ve. It’s my novel, I can write it at whatever rate I want to.

It wasn’t meant to be surreal, but that’s where it’s heading.