I AM FINISHED. The first draft of Tunerville is done!
I wrote all day and my hands are killing me. There is a lot of rewriting to do, and I still have some stuff I’d like to add. But the rough draft is complete. It has a beginning, a middle and an end.
Thanks very much to everyone who encouraged me to do NaNoWriMo and for those who were kind enough to comment. For those who participated, I hope your work went well, even if you didn’t finish. Keep on going. There’s no reason to stop now!
I don’t know if I’m going to finish this book tomorrow. It’s doubtful. My total for the NaNoWriMo 2012 is only 23,522 words altogether. But the book is almost finished, and so I consider it a success. That’s what I wanted NaNo to do for me this year.
I’m not making excuses, but it’s very hard for me to write when I don’t have other stuff going on. For most people, that would be heaven. For me, it sucks. Not having a job means that instead of thinking about writing, I’m thinking about not having a job, what’s going to happen if I can’t find one, where I should look next, etc. etc. ad infinitum forever and ever. Makes it really hard to concentrate on anything else except all the things that are making me miserable.
I’m going to try and finish the book before the holiday gets here. Then I’m going to sit on it for a while, maybe a couple of weeks, before I begin rewriting. By NaNoEdMo in March, I hope to have at least a second or third draft done.
Here’s a guy who didn’t think his strategy through very well. WARNING: Spider, but you can barely see it so it’s not very scary.
Word count – 559. So. Tired. Once again, I spent most of the day scouring online job postings and trying to check in with references. Unemployment is getting very old.
There are two days of NaNoWriMo left, and I’m not finished. But I got so much farther than I thought I would. Seriously, I figured I would give up after a week. Even if I don’t finish the book in the next two days, I am so close it won’t matter.
I still have some research to do. As soon as the last scene is written, I’m going to bust that out while I can, so if I get a job I’ll have any daytime meetings out of the way. There is actually something I need to do for a Rose’s Hostage sequel that I really need to do during the day, if I can manage to do it.
Here’s a silly little video I saw last year, but it’s worth another look. Please enjoy these funny cats alternately loving and hating the wet stuff. The cat at 2:16 chilling in the blue tub must really be enjoying some nice warm water.
Today the high was something like 39. I covered all my windows. Of course, the forecast says 70 on Sunday. Midwestern weather is the pits.
Also today, I had to deal with the fallout that comes from trying to do something nice. I gave someone my old car—it needs more work than I can do, and the recipients have ninja car fixin’ skills I don’t have. Unfortunately, they neglected to register it, drove it, and boom! It was impounded.
Am I responsible? No, not according to the police department. I called the Department of Revenue today to make sure they got the bill of sale I mailed them. After a stroke-inducing moment of “We don’t have a record of that,” Operator Number Fabulous Customer Service went and checked the records they haven’t entered yet. She found it. According to her, I’m not liable for it either; the reason I got the impound notice is that I was the last registered owner.
I sent that thing the first week of August. That’s government efficiency for you.
The lights twinkle. I would have made them do that in the picture but I don’t know how yet.
I wasn’t going to do a tree, but after I cleaned the house, I caved. I put lights on my kitchen window too.
All the ornaments have Snoopy either on or in them. Most of them are Hallmark ones from the 1970s. I’ve had them for years. There’s a silver bow on top. Usually I do a designer-style tree with gold beads and burgundy bows, but I’m kinda tired of that one.
I opened the ornament box and found that my colored lights from two Christmases ago were half burnt out. So I had to schlep to Walmart in my Crocs and socks (shut up) to get more. I should have purchased more tinsel, but they didn’t have any decent stuff. I swear, it gets skimpier every year. Probably to force you into buying more. Jerks
Before I did that, I went to skating practice. We have a Christmas show on December 15th. I actually skated a mostly clean program today. Whee! Now if only I can do that at showtime….
No words today. I got a flu shot yesterday and I feel kind of cruddy.
Someone posted on some website I saw in passing where they asked the following question: If you died in your sleep tonight, how long would it take someone to notice?
For me–I predict a week. Good luck to whoever found me. I think, however, that this is an excellent writing prompt. The odd things you find on the internet. Sheesh.
Check this old school dancing out on this Soul Train clip. There’s something interesting at about 0:40. I think I saw that same move in Gangnam Style, or somewhere else recently. Just goes to show you, everything old is new again!
Hope everyone had a nice Thanksgiving. Writing is tiring when you’ve not been feeling well. At least the fire has turned to coals, which a well-timed 600 milligrams of ibuprofen is more than capable of handling.
I’m very close to the end of this novel. So I decided to merge a copy of all my pages in PageFour and get a total word count. I have 65,031 words so far. So I’m well over the NaNoWriMo limit. Since I’m cheating by finishing something I’d already started, that’s no surprise.
What does surprise me is this: I thought this stinking book was longer than that. A mainstream novel is usually between 80,000 and 100,000 words. I’ll need 15,000 more just to reach the minimum there.
I’m sure it will work itself out. I’m not quite finished, and there will be copious rewrites. There are also a few things I’ll probably add after the fact. Rose’s Hostage ended its first draft at 125,000 words, roughly, and the first rewrite took it up to 165,000! It took about nine edits to get it to its current state of 97,000 words. I can still probably cut, but I need to have someone look at it and that I can’t afford.
Today’s video was posted on Facebook a few days ago. I laughed so hard I nearly cried. Enjoy!
Clockwise from top right: Frodo goblet full of milk, sweet potato patties, mashed potatoes and gravy, ham slice cooked in apricot jam sauce, carrots with butter and dill, crescent rolls.
I made a metric ton of mashed potatoes. I like to do that and make potato patties later. Besides, I had too many potatoes. They don’t keep forever. Probably won’t be doing this again ever. It’s super depressing to cook for yourself on a holiday.
Some things I am thankful for today include:
My parents, for finding me a good car when I really needed it.
Whoever approved extended unemployment benefits.
Whoever is going to give me a good job very soon. Ha!
A roof over my head.
Food in the fridge.
Chocolate cupcakes with pink icing. Mmm.
People who are there when I am sad.
People who don’t judge me for being sad.
People who post really funny things on Facebook, like George Takei and my friends Heiko and Cheryl J.
My kitty, although she drives me nuts most of the time.
That even though my mower broke, it was a nice day so I could get the leaves raked up.
That I can actually write, since I like doing it so much.
Everyone who reads my blog and follows me on Twitter, even if I don’t actually know you in person. Thank you so very much!!!
Today was a rest day. It was very nice out, so I opened the window. Tomorrow will be our last nice day, so if I feel up to it, I’m going to mow my leaves in the front yard. Hopefully I can find a gas station open. My little can is empty.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day in the U.S. If you’re traveling today or tomorrow, please be safe. Enjoy this video of the ultimate epic Thanksgiving entrée. Vegetarians and vegans may want to leave the theater.