NaNoWriMo 2018

I did it! I won NaNoWriMo for my third year in a row. 

My plan had been to document each week, as I’d done in 2016 and 2017, but this month was far more difficult to juggle everything than I’d thought it would be. But at least I can do this wrap-up post about the month.

I started out strong, for the most part hitting or being just under the target 1,667 daily words. I dropped off for a bit with low numbers and had my first 0 Words Day. I picked it back up again with just one other 0 Words Day until I hit a Thanksgiving Slump, which is usually an okay writing weekend, despite the family dinners and decorating the entire house for Christmas, but this year is was almost nothing written. After Thanksgiving, I made a goal to write at least 2,500/3,000 words a day. And, except for on the 28th when I was just too busy to sit down and write, I did that well. Because of that last 0 Words Day, I only had to write 5,500 words on the last day.

This year’s book was a slightly different book for me, as it wasn’t fantasy, which is what I usually write. Although I tend to write more contemporary stories for NaNoWriMo, I don’t know why. Maybe because they tend to be shorter? Less world building? I probably do that subconsciously. Anyway, this book’s about a trio of thieves pretending to be a family who move from town to town, stealing from their rich neighbors in an elaborate series of heists. It’s a bit comedic, a bit dark. I love the characters and I had blast writing it. Well, writing most of it. 50,000 is obviously not that a long of a book, despite it technically being a novel’s minimum length (I think it’s 45,000 actually). I believe I’m over halfway at 50k, which would bring it to around 90-95,000 at it’s end. I’m not sure when I will continue on with it, as I have other projects in the works already.

Anyway, NaNoWriMo was fun and I can’t wait for next year! 

The Daily Count:
November 1st: 1,769 (1,769)
November 2nd: 1,685 (3,454)
November 3rd: 1,820 (5,274)
November 4th: 1,520 (6,794)
November 5th: 1,905 (8,699)
November 6th: 688 (9,387)
November 7th: 720 (10,107)
November 8th: 0 (10,107)
November 9th: 2,523 (12,630)
November 10th: 969 (13,599)
November 11th: 2,553 (16,152)
November 12th: 1,783 (17,935)
November 13th: 0 (17,935)
November 14th: 1,667 (19,602)
November 15th: 1,817 (21,419)
November 16th: 1,880 (23,299)
November 17th: 1,667 (24,966)
November 18th: 1,667 (26,633)
November 19th: 1,866 (28,499)
November 20th: 0 (28,499)
November 21st: 0 (28,499)
November 22nd: 978 (29,477)
November 23rd: 0 (29,477)
November 24th: 3,000 (32,477)
November 25th: 3,103 (35,580)
November 26th: 2,673 (38,253)
November 27th: 2,585 (40,838)
November 28th: 0 (40,838)
November 29th: 3,662 (44,500)
November 30th: 5,509 (50,009)!!!

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Shifting Gears…Again – Writing Update

About a year ago, I posted about needing to shift gears and abandon the novel I’d been working on for a long time and deciding to work on the book I like to call Book E. All of that is explained in the other post. However, one thing that I’ve been thinking about for the past year since making that decision: I’m worried about the genre.

Book E, like the original book I’d been writing, Book A, are both set in the same universe. They are connected. And I’d been working on them thinking it was the best option for me to focus on. The problem is, both Book A and E, while different in tone and style, have the same thing in common: superpowers. Book A is more fantasy, while Book E is a little more urban fantasy, but both have characters with the same superhero-like powers.

And what type of films/books/everything has there been a lot of lately? SUPERHEROES.

Media is over-saturated with superhero content right now. And I’ve learned that a lot of agents aren’t really looking for those right now because of it. I had a feeling that this was happening, but I was still in denial that I could make something original enough to stand out. But I couldn’t. I can’t. And honestly, I don’t want to. Because like many of us, I’m sick of superheroes, too.

I still love those books and I know that someday I might go back to them. I think sometimes that if I’d finished them years ago like planned, maybe they could’ve been published at the peak of this superhero obsession, which would’ve been great. But I know that Book A is not as strong or original as I thought when I first started writing it at the age of fifteen (it checked all four of the over-done tropes that one of my top picks for agents listed on their blog) and Book E is great, but also resembles some superpower-centered stories that are out there right now. So I know that now I’m going in the right direction.

So what will I be focusing on then, if not Books A or E?

Book C! The science fiction novel I wrote back in 2012 that I think is a much more original concept and has a much better chance of catching the eye of an agent to eventually be published. It had been my plan a long time ago to finish both Book A and Book C then decide which one was stronger to query with, but then Book E came along. Now that I want to change directions a bit, Book C is the perfect project to work on.

I’m extremely excited to get back to working on Book C (or Thoughtless, as that is its tentative title) though I know it’s going to be a ton and a half of work. The first draft was written when I was a much younger, less-skilled writer—boy, can six years make a difference (and with any luck, that constant growth will continue.) But because of that, I know it’s going to be difficult to turn this book into something good. I’ve already decided that an entire rewrite is necessary and a huge re-structuring of the plot is the first thing that needs to happen.

However, before that, one of my goals for January was to finish the draft of the book I’d written during NaNoWriMo’17. So that’s what I’m working on right now. After that, in February (which is the month I’m focusing on writing) I’ll be tackling Book C and starting again from scratch.

It’s a scary and exciting phase.

In Love With Writing Again – Writing Update

Writing and I have always had a love for each other. Even in the bad times. But this year, I’ve truly been questioning whether I love the idea of writing more than actually writing.

 

I know that last time I posted about writing, it was about how I write through a creative slump. That was in June, I said I was just in a slump. Well, that slump turned into something much worse for me.

It’s been a ridiculously fast-paced, busy summer and being able to carve out time to write became even more difficult than usual. To be honest, I started to fall out of love with writing a little—I started to get frustrated with not having time to write, and when I did have brief moments to do it, I’d get frustrated because nothing I wrote came easy, it wasn’t good, it didn’t feel right. I longed for that time to write, but when it came, I regretted opening my computer or notebook. And so, I think I actually started pushing it away, purposely letting some extra free time go unused. I started to wonder if I just loved the idea of writing more than actually writing. If I loved the story, loved the ideas, but hated the actual act of getting it from mind to paper. Because I’d become so disinterested in sitting down to do it, so resentful for having this be my passion, that I started to regret my decision to even pursue it.

And then, this September, while the summer’s busyness died down, I started to finish the novel I’d started during NaNoWriMo last year like I’d planned to do since the beginning of the year. I wasn’t expecting anything special about it, I just thought I’d trudge through the last few thousand words so the damn thing would be finished and I could check it off my goal list, not liking it, just doing it because I thought I had to. But once I got back into it, once I had more time to do it, once I fell back into the world with those characters, I unexpectedly started to enjoy it again. I started to love it again. I fell back in love with the words, with the routine of sitting down every day for an hour or more, and even fell in back in love with the mental exhaustion that comes with it. And I’m so happy that I’ve found that love again.

I found my passion again, I’m excited to write every day, and I’m constantly trying to sneak in an hour or two to write. It’s something I haven’t felt in months and months and I’m so overjoyed that that feeling is back.

So now that I’ve fallen back in love with writing, I have so many plans—most of which is a renewed excitement for the goals I’d already set for the year.

I posted a while ago about writing a new story (about Book E) and my plans for the rest of the year with my writing goals. So far, I’ve been doing fairly well. The summer was very busy, so the first draft of Book E has been on the back burner as of late, though I’ve finished a few chapters and like where it’s going (well, where it will go because I started, as I usually do, during the climax of the book).

But, for the month of September, I took even more time away from Book E because I wanted to finish my NaNoWriMo novel from 2016. I finished last November with 50,000 words, however the book was far from finished. So, I’ve been working on finishing the first draft all of September and hopefully will be done by mid-October.

So this month, I want to focus on two things: 1) coming up with a story and outlining for NaNoWriMo 2017 and 2) write a few short stories. I’ve written short stories in the past, but really haven’t in a long time, and want to do more. So then in November, I’ll be doing NaNoWriMo 2017 with a new first draft of a book and then in December I’ll get back to Book E. That seems like a long time to be away from it, but, honestly, that’s how I work on most projects. I do write them in chunks, when I can, jumping between projects.

Well, those are my goals for the rest of the year, but I also wanted to post about something I’ve been doing a little on the side. After watching Ariel Bissett’s video about her buying a typewriter, I decided to dig out my grandfather’s typewriter that he gave me—also, the very same typewriter I started my very first written story on—and started writing. I set it up at a special desk and used it a few times a week, for about a month. I wrote mostly a history of the world in which several of my books are set, writing it in a short story format. It’s been a lot of fun. I love the typewriter, I love the no distractions, I love the permanence of the words, and I honestly feel like I write better, more purposely while using it. Though, because I’m just learning to peck at the keys, I’m much much slower!