NaNoWriMo 2018 Day 14: Harry Potter and the Amazingly Shitty Day

Thank the universe I’m still on track; I only managed around 710 words today. I’m not sure I trust this counter, either. Feels like it should be more. Oh well. 

Started the day by forgetting to set the alarm and oversleeping. The neighbor’s carer has been bringing her dogs to work, but they didn’t bark like apocalyptic car alarms this morning, thus letting me stay in bed far longer than I wanted to. How dare they.

Then, a job rejection. After which I went on Twitter, which actually made me feel worse, because stupid people, oh my damn. 

I wanted to take a walk because I haven’t done it for days, but it started to drizzle. I have cold weather gear but no wet gear so that killed that. 

Sat down to write and mentally felt like this little constipated cloud from the Rocko’s Modern Life Christmas special. 

Image: Nickelodeon / Christmas Special Reviews

Now there’s a mysterious pain in my back and I might be getting a migraine, yay. I already gave my protagonist one; it’s only fitting. 

Still, I got some writing done. It’s frustrating when it doesn’t just slide smoothly out of your head onto the page, but that’s the nature of this beast. Sometimes it bounds out happily to meet you and sometimes you have to drag it along. 

What a good bad boi. <3

If you’d like to help victims of the California wildfires, this Slate article has some advice on donating, including links. 

NaNoWriMo 2018 Day 13: Not Today, Satan

Job hunting stuff this morning. I took a break tonight to watch Outlaw King, the Netflix original historical film about Robert the Bruce. 

Image: Netflix / TIFF / The Hollywood Reporter 

The film stars Chris Pine, of Star Trek fame. But the reason everyone’s been talking about it is that Pine appears completely nude in it. Yep, full-frontal. Granted, it’s brief, but it’s definitely there. 

The reason the Pine Peen is important is a basic one; for decades, women have bared it all in films, but we rarely see the men do it. Ben Affleck did it in Gone Girl (and apparently Neil Patrick Harris did too; I haven’t seen the movie).  28 Days Later opens with a naked Cillian Murphy in the hospital. And who could forget Dr. Manhattan’s blue dick flapping around in Watchmen


That last one was digital, but hey, we’ll take what we can get. 

The film was watchable; it started out a little dry, but it got more interesting as it went along. If you’re a fan of medieval battle scenes, you’ll like it.  I admit interest in seeing the dong scene (hey, I’m human!) but I probably would have watched it anyway. I like Pine and I like period films. I think it could have been a little more emotional. It didn’t have the depth of Braveheart, but they did an okay job.

Anyway, I’m glad to see the men getting on this bandwagon. Why should women be the only ones? As Lea Palmieri points out in this Decider article, nobody gets excited about topless scenes because they’re just too common. It’s time for the men to join in. 


Book 2 is going as well as I can expect for a first draft. I’m working off an outline, but the best times are when characters do whatever they want to do, and stuff happens that didn’t occur to me. I haven’t written a whole chapter in one sitting, like I did yesterday, for a long time. Felt good. 

Tunerville is urban fantasy, and while some characters did step out of their familiar world, they didn’t go as far as you’d expect. This time is different. I’ve got some multiverse stuff going here, and it’s tough. You really do have to make up EVERYTHING. Worldbuilding is hard. But it’s fun. 

Back to it tomorrow. 

NaNoWriMo 2018 Day 12: Snow Day

It snowed today. It’s not even Thanksgiving. 

I took a video (a pretty cool one), but it won’t embed, so you can see it at my Instagram. The snow day was a perfect writing day. 

I’m past the halfway mark! That’s really encouraging. Plus, I wrote an entire chapter today, and I’m really happy with how that part of the story is going.

Also, today we lost comic book legend Stan Lee, creator of Marvel characters Spider-Man, Black Panther, and others, at 95. Rest in peace, Mr. Lee. You will live on through your characters. We will never forget you. 

Okay that’s all I can manage today because I wrote all day, it’s almost nine o’clock, and I deserve to watch a couple of shows now. Back at it tomorrow. 

NaNoWriMo 2018 Day 11: Friendsgiving Sunday

Today is also Veterans Day, when we honor those who fought for our freedom. Thanks, folks. If you want to show your appreciation, exercise your vote and choose candidates who actually care about veterans and the issues they face. Hassle your reps to take care of them, and their families while they’re serving. 

Seriously, this is one of your best weapons right now.

Image: LG Electronics / Wikimedia Commons 

To contact your elected officials, text RESIST to 50409 and ResistBot will text you with their contact info. Or find them at USA.gov

I only managed 611 words today. My nerdy friends and I got together for a Friendsgiving meetup, where we discussed all things Marvel and Doctor Who, made nerd plans to attend upcoming nerdcons, and stuffed ourselves to bursting. T’was much fun. I made brownies (mm) and wrote before I left. 

It’s come to my attention that people are curious about what I’m writing, and all I’ve posted so far is NaNoWriMo metrics. 

A few beta readers, one agent (who passed), and two editors have read Tunerville, but even those people don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t really want to tell you. 

Psst: Really, I would love to tell you but I’m not going to. 

When I originally wrote it, I had no intention of Tunerville being anything but a stand-alone novel. It does indeed work as one. But during my first revision, I spotted something I’d tucked into a pivotal scene unconsciously. Something that flicked on a little light bulb in the back of my mind.

I noted it and moved on. Later, I wrote more comprehensive notes and then even more notes, and finally an outline. That little flickering bulb has lit up into a trilogy. 

So basically, it’s like this: 

  • Book 1: Protagonist invents something that makes a mess. Tries to fix the mess, at great personal risk. Succeeds, apparently.
  • Book 2: Something unforeseen, except by me and maybe you if you were paying attention in Book 1, happens. And now protagonist is in another mess. Mwahaha.
  • Book 3: Everybody tries to fix the new mess that happened in Book 2 and gets into an even deeper mess. Can they all do it? We’ll see.  

And so will I. An outline is only a guide. It’ll happen how it happens. 

Tomorrow, there is a 90% chance of snow. I have plenty of cocoa. It will be a good writing day. 

NaNoWriMo 2018 Day 9: Back in the Saddle Again

Yee haww!

I just realized that this blasted Atomic Scribbler is showing me the wrong date on my project. I think it’s measuring from when I actually started THIS project rather than the first of the month. It also counts words added throughout the entire document, not just on the page where I’m working. 

Word count today (11/8 according to the program): 2,372.  I finished a chapter (2,302) and did a little tweaking in other sections (70). 

That’s pretty good. Whenever I skip a day, I always worry I won’t easily fall back into the page when I return. That doesn’t seem to be a problem this time. I feel like I made the right call switching from Invasion to Book 2, even if Tunerville hasn’t made it out of the gate yet.

I’m starving, so I’ll leave you now.  Please enjoy my favorite horse video of all time.

NaNoWriMo 2018 Day 8: Peaceful Protests

Word count: 0. 

Too tired to write tonight. Today we marched. In the rain, then snow. 

I have made the greatest protest sign in the history of protest signs. I’m extremely proud of it. I’m gonna hang on to it because I might need it again before it’s over. Honestly, stick-on letters are the best. It would not have looked this good if I’d had to hand-letter it.

My friend in Germany knitted me a Yoda hat (with ears) for my birthday, so I wore my hat and carried my sign. It was cold and wet, but democracy is worth it.

Nerdy it is, yesss, hmm.

Tomorrow is Friday; I have nothing planned, so writing it is. If the neighbor’s carer’s dogs won’t stop barking, I’ll just go to the library. There’s always a way. 

See you then. 

NaNoWriMo 2018 Day 7: A Lotta Nonsense

Word count: 53. Just did a little tweaking today.  I was very busy.

  • I had a job interview.
  • Rumpledneckskin completely lost it and distracted everybody.
  • I went to an advance screening of the zombie film Overlord at Alamo Drafthouse. It was loads of fun.  Of course, it had me at punching Nazis, haha. Gore level: Medium to medium-high. Might be triggering to veterans.

The Orange Mussolini’s attempts at obstruction of justice have set off a massive, nation-wide protest tomorrow at 5 p.m. local time. If you’d like to participate, find the Nobody is Above the Law website powered by MoveOn.org and enter your zip code to find an event near you.

I was going to embed the trailer for Overlord, but it basically shows the whole movie, so nah. If you’re a horror fan just go see it when it opens on November 9.

NaNoWriMo 2018 Day 6: The Blue Wave Has Begun

Still on track! 

Y’all, I only managed 211 words tonight. We’re making history all over the country. 

  • Massachusetts elected their first black Congresswoman
  • Michigan and Minnesota are sending two Muslim women to Washington
  • Colorado chose the first openly gay governor in the U.S.
  • Florida restored voting rights to over 1 million convicted felons
  • KS elected the first Native American woman in Congress ever
  • Women are kicking ass everywhere

We didn’t win everything. Beto O’Rourke lost to Ted “Zodiac” Cruz, but that frees him up to run for president. I hope he does, and I hope he picks a woman as a running mate. Or I hope Kamala Harris runs and picks Beto as her running mate.  Either way, I’d vote so hard for that ticket. 

Climate denier Rick Scott won a Senate seat in Flori-duh; good luck with that when sea levels rise and flood the entire state, suckers. 

And Bannon-backed Trump asslicker Josh Hawley beat Democrat Claire McCaskill in Missouri (precipitating my exit from the state that also got a travel warning from the NAACP; goodbye, you racist pesthole).

Good news; he didn’t beat her by much.  Voters this year have been fierce. 

I made dis :)

And although Missouri state legislature looks to stay solidly red (ugh), voters seem to have approved an amendment to improve ethics and campaign finance rules and curb redistricting. Also, it’s early, but it looks like medical marijuana will pass. And the minimum wage increase too, hopefully!

I hope your races are turning out the way you’d hoped. Don’t be discouraged if they didn’t. And don’t be complacent if they did. We have only just begun our work. Keep participating, keep voting in local races, and hold our newly elected representatives accountable.

Celebrate wins, mourn losses, and tomorrow, we roll up our sleeves and push that Blue Wave forward. On to 2020!

NaNoWriMo 2018 Day 5: Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Oh mah damn, this is going well. I’m actually plowing through chapters here.

Too well. Like that old joke about the drums in the jungle; when they stop, somebody always says, “It’s quiet. . .too quiet.”

I AM NOT GOING TO GET SICK THIS TIME. And even if I do, TOUGH TITS. I’ll write in bed.

Tomorrow is Election Day. Get your butts to the polls. Right now, the best thing to do is put a check on certain people by voting out those people who will not put a check on certain people. And we must keep doing it until certain people are gone. 

Blue is best. That’s our best chance. Please consider voting a straight Democratic ticket no matter what your affiliation. 

But regardless, just don’t sit it out. Midterms are important. Your local and state elections are the ones that will most affect how your daily life goes. You shouldn’t be missing those no matter how you cast your vote.

Writing the second book in a series is a new experience for me. I learned a ton from editors who’ve helped me with Tunerville, and I’m excited about where the story is going. 

Back to torturing my protagonist tomorrow, mwahaha.