This kid is like a whirling dervish, impossible to get clear, candid pictures of.
She’s actually not like a whirling dervish, because I learned what a whirling dervish actually is when I took a World Religions class in college. I just love the way “whirling dervish” rolls off my tongue, and I just picture Elise in a blur.
I wrote over 5,000 words today but I am still “behind” on NaNoWriMo.
Behind, but still confident – because I wrote 5,000 words today and over 42,000 so far this month.
I’m okay. I’ve got this.
But I suck at focusing, and I excel at vegging out in front of the TV.
Back to it.
“They” say that you can’t catch up on sleep, but I’m going to try to disprove the naysayers with the 10 hours I’m about to get when I go to bed at 10pm
Also, I’m behind again on NaNoWriMo and have about 24,000 words to write in the next five days.
Best sleep now!
Our family had to celebrate Thanksgiving today because on actual Thanksgiving my dad has to go to work.
The particular retail establishment where he is a general manager is opening at 8am on Thanksgiving morning and staying open ALL NIGHT THROUGH THE NIGHT into Black Friday, and then finally closing at 11pm, which is two hours after their normal closing time.
I feel really bad for my dad.
Thankfully we were able to get together and enjoy each other’s company and enjoy the great food, and on paper plates! Less dishes!
Or is it fewer dishes?
I feel like my writing has gotten crappier as the month progresses.
This morning when I woke up I was over 5,000 words behind, I haven’t written more than a few hundred words in the last three days, but then I was determined to get it done today, and so far have 4,506 words to my NaNoWriMo bucket of word vomit, and hope to get that last few hundred in before midnight so that I can be officially caught up when I get up in the morning.
NaNoWriMo is going great for me, and November overall has been giving me wonderful things, even if some of them are new and scary and fill me with anxiety.
It’s okay. I have pills for that.
I feel like I have finally hit my stride with this story while at the same time I have arrived at a pivitol point where I need to make some serious decisions about where a certain plot line is headed. Once I clear that one relatively important hurdle, it should be smooth sailing not just to 50,000 words, but past it. I know that if I finish this book, not just finish the challenge, I’ll have much more than 50,000 words on my hands.
To anyone who is doing NaNoWriMo this year, I hope it going as well for you as it is for me.
It’s totally consuming me this year, which is exactly the way it should be if I want to write every day and get this done. I’m okay with the fact that I’m totally failing at that other monthly goal I crazily set for myself right before the 1st – I’ve only participated in a single yeah write challenge even though I said I would do it every week.
Well. I guess sometimes we fail at things, sometimes just so we can have a better chance at succeeding at others.
If it means I get a novel instead of a few blog challenge posts, no offense yeah write! I’ll take it, and I think you will totally understand 😉
Today marks the halfway point of NaNoWriMo 2015 and after a week of lagging behind and procrastinating and doing all the other things I could possibly do with my free time EXCEPT write, I knew that I had to either get down to business today or maybe consider giving up.
I started the day with 20,629 words, and I had a LOT to do today.
I had to sleep a little late, shower, do laundry, do some dog sitting, buy some headphones, have dinner with mom, space out to music on the kick ass new headphones, and write.
And try to convince my almost ten year old daughter that it would be in her best interest to behave and just in general be nice to me and knock it off with the pre-teen dramatic attitude. UGH.
So I wrote. And wrote.
And then I wrote some more.
Then I met my goal – I crossed the halfway mark.
Here are my thoughts on this progress:
My story isn’t great. I mean, it’s a story. It has characters who do things to drive the plot along. I am pantsing it, as I do, so although I have a general idea of where I want this story to go, all the details are to be determined.
This is what I am always afraid of, in almost any situation in life.
The not knowing.
Uncertainty and doubt are serious killers of confidence and creativity, so today I just wrote like a motherfucker, and I churned out almost 5,000 words.
I killed it.
It was easy.
I just told myself “Cheney, go write now. Write right now!”
And I did it.
It was that hard.
Midnight may be coming in a few minutes, but later I’ll strap on these new headphones and write more anyway, because I’m feeling it today, the magic is here with me today.
I hope if you’re doing NaNoWriMo, you’re making some magic, too.