A little late tonight; I had to clean the house today so I could put up Christmas decorations. The tree’s up now, and my back is out.
There’s a widget on the home page where I’d put my word count long ago. As soon as NaNoWriMo is finished, I will update the widget with the ending word count and add to it until the book is done. I’m hoping this first draft will be complete before Christmas.
I have to say, I’ve gained new respect for J.R.R. Tolkien, J.K. Rowling, Stephen King (especially The Dark Tower) and other fantasy authors. Building a complete world — food, clothing, customs, architecture, weapons (this one, ugh), LANGUAGE — is harrrrrrrd.
Victory dance and then soon it’s bedtime for this writer. Catch you tomorrow!
CHECK IT OUT. 3,299 words this afternoon and evening.
I’m so close it’s not even funny. And there are six days left. The book is two-thirds finished, by my reckoning. I should have it done sometime before Christmas, if I bust my ass between now and then.
I bought Ant-Man and the Wasp and Beetlejuice for my movie collection, and I’ve rented Rememory with Peter Dinklage. Since I finished for the day well before midnight (!), I shall watch one of them.
Speaking of movies, you need to see Loving Vincent, if you haven’t already. I saw it at the cinema and loved it. It’s a sort of mystery set around the events of Vincent van Gogh’s death. The movie stars Douglas Booth, Chris O’Dowd, Saoirse Ronan, Eleanor Tomlinson, and features Polish actor Robert Gulaczyk as Vincent.
Artists animated the film by hand with hundreds of paintings, and visually, it will blow you away. It’s available for rent on YouTube for $1.99. Here’s a link. I think you’ll like it.
I did write about 244 words yesterday, according to Atomic Scribbler, and 61 today. Mostly tweaking. I went back and read a couple of scenes and found one particular conversation I just hated. Fixed it.
To be honest, my hands are killing me. I have a little bit of dyspraxia (yes, like Ryan on Doctor Who) and it hurts me to write for a long time. I have to push to control my hands after a while. They get stiff and don’t want to do what I say.
I don’t have speech problems, but I do bump into things, drop things (a lot), and my handwriting is atrocious. It takes me foreeeeeever to learn choreography. When I skated, I always tried to get my programs done as far in advance of a rink ice show as possible. Learning to knit has been a challenge (but I’m determined to do it), and the other morning, while making my coffee, I flipped sugar every damn where. Just flipped it. With the spoon.
Hidden disabilities can be a pain in the arse. I’m lucky, though. I can walk, talk, think, exercise, and do lots of other things that some people can’t.
And I can write. So let me rest my hands tonight and I’ll be back on it tomorrow.
Assuming Atomic Scribbler’s word count is accurate, I think I can afford to take Thanksgiving off, but you know what? I don’t think I want to.
The book is hitting its stride now. I’m still on track with the outline, but it’s taking on a life of its own. In just a couple of days, I’ll hit the NaNoWriMo word count, though I probably have another 25–30K left to go before I officially finish.
I was saving a bottle of prosecco for when I got a job, but since that does not look likely before the end of the month at least, I might just see if anyone wants to join me and crack it open when I finish.
Since I’ve finished for the day before midnight and I have an early start tomorrow, I shall do a little online visiting and then go to bed.
Sleep well and if you’re traveling tomorrow, please be careful.
LOOKY LOOKY LOOKY AT MY REVISED DAILY TARGET It’s dropped to less than a thousand words!
Today, Atomic Scribbler’s word counter says my total is 4,191. I pulled some of that from a document called Bits, which contained snippets of scenes I wrote but wasn’t ready to use yet. I also did a little tweaking.
If you’re having trouble getting started, spend your first few minutes reading over what you wrote last time. A little editing is okay, but resist the urge to rework the scene in depth.
It’s 10:30 and I’m starving; worked through dinner again. I really need to get up earlier and hit the laptop after breakfast instead of waiting until the end of the damn day.
In honor of the late, great Stan Lee, I’ll leave you with my all-time favorite of his MCU cameos, from Captain America: Civil War.
My internet bill had a huge overage, and so I called my ISP. The billing person put me on another tier because we could not figure out how I used 80 GB in one day (I DID NOT), and she sent me to tech support.
Where they asked for VERY personal information they had never requested before and wouldn’t connect me to a supervisor.
So, by the time someone from Customer Care called me back, it was already well into my writing time. He suggested I change the info on my router (a wise precaution, in case someone had hacked into my wireless because I DID NOT USE 80 GB OF DATA IN ONE DAY). Now I can’t get back on the router settings website, so I’m hardwired into my modem.
You might think that’s no big deal — “Hey, you’re online, right?” Well yeah, Gilligan, but I can’t use wireless on any of my other devices because there isn’t any.
I’ll try again tomorrow after my dharma group meditation. The cable company is sending me a modem with router built in, so if I can’t get it to work, then I’ll just use theirs. Or maybe I’ll just use theirs and save this one for (when) I move far, far away from here.
More writing tomorrow. I might even share something. Don’t want to spoil, though. Something might actually go right and you might get to read Book 1.
This Atomic Scribbler word counter is annoying the shit out of me. It says today’s total was only 3,656, but I copied and pasted the new document page into Word and its word counter says 4,213. The page word counter says 4,214.
NaNoWriMo’s average daily word count to hit 50K is 1,700 words a day, starting from 0. That sounds like a lot, which can be intimidating for some folks.
I started with 15K, so my daily target was lower. You’ll notice in the graphics that when I write more, it goes down, and when I write less, it goes up.
Either way, I’m well over halfway to the November goal, though I’m beginning to doubt I’ll actually finish the book this month.
I need Cap to come tell me that in person; that’s what I need. Heh heh.
I also took a walk today for the first time in weeks. My toe is killing me. But I shuffled through some leaves, which was fun, and the sun was shining, which was nice after days of gloom. My sleep patterns have been way off. I hope that helps me conk out a little earlier tonight.
It’s late and I worked through dinner, so I’ll see you tomorrow.