Where did the week go? Friday snuck up on me.
This morning I went looking for some pre-Incan ruins on Google images to fuel my next scene in Featherfolk. Maybe it was a mistake to fill my head with all that right before checking out the sale at my local toy store? Maybe not.
I came home with this little herd of alpacas and this sand castle mold.
Baby also approves!
I’m a few hundred words behind in Camp NaNoWriMo, but I’m determined to catch up by the end of the month. So far, some awesome scenes have taken shape. Here’s hoping for some more.
See you at the finish line!
Remember what I said last week about NaNoWriMo-induced frenzies?
I decided last-minute to pack up my metaphorical gear and head out to camp.
Camp NaNoWriMo, that is!
My goal for April Camp is a modest 10,000 words. Minus Sundays, that means just under 400 words a day.
I’m all cozied up with writing buddies in a cabin, and we’re typing away.
I’ll let you know how it goes.
I don’t write on Sundays.
Not even during NaNoWriMo.
Mostly this is because of my belief in the sacredness of the Sabbath. I try to avoid any work outside of service to others, cooking meals, or necessary housecleaning. But last November I discovered something magical about not writing on Sundays.
It sounds like it would make NaNoWriMo harder, because it means writing 50,000 words in 26 days, not 30. But that’s where the magical thing happens. It makes it easier.
Once a week, I got a guilt-free day off. It didn’t matter how many thousands of words behind I was, I didn’t have to catch up that day. The weekly break allowed me freedom to renew my spiritual and creative juices. Yes, I had to plan on writing 1,923 words a day 6 days a week, instead of the usual 1,667, but it was a small price to pay to keep one day free from work and stress.
Whether or not you’re religious, this is my tip for making it through NaNoWriMo: pick a day and make it your “Sunday.”
The first time I heard about National Novel Writing Month, I thought my friend was insane. 50,000 words in 30 days?! I made a half-hearted attempt the next year, just because a few of my friends were going for it. Needless to say, I didn’t get far.
A few years later in November 2011 I gave it another shot. There’d been a story rattling around in my brain called Genie and the Trinketeers, and I wanted to write it. I didn’t believe I could do it in one month, and guess what? I ended the month at around 23,000 words.
November 2013 rolled around. I’d graduated college, my husband had found a well-paying job, and I was unemployed. This time I bet on myself. I wanted to prove to myself I could do it. I thought I should do it, at least once in my life. And I won.
My prizes: a 50,000-word partial first draft of the sequel to Raven and the Trinketeers, 50% off Scrivener (I’m never going back to OpenOffice), and the knowledge that I could push myself to write. Every day. All day, if I had to.
That’s why I’m doing it again. Today marks the start of Camp NaNoWriMo, and I’m probably typing furiously away as you read this. I don’t think NaNoWriMo is for everyone, but for me it seems to be the most efficient way to get a story out of my head and into a file where I can do something with it.
Here’s to a new first draft!