NaNo Day 17

1,677 words today.

Ha!

Word Count: 8860

Feeling: Rather proud of myself

NaNo Day 16

Aaack!! What happened??!!

I’ll tell you what happened.

Parent/Teacher Conferences happened. (All of my creative talent was used up on conference reports.)

Rescuing a friend’s computer from the brink of crashing happened. (All of my extra time – and not a little creative talent – out the window.)

…there may or may not have been a rather intense bout of Christmas shopping as well…

Word Count: 7183 (still)

Feeling: …Ashamed

NaNo Day 12

Why on earth am I blogging about my (mostly failing) attempt at NaNoWriMo? I am well aware that my journal of this experience is hardly the most interesting of all the NaNo posts on all the NaNo blogs in all the NaNo world.

…so what’s the point, Sam?

I blog because it forces me to write.

If no one reads my chronicle of this experience, it doesn’t matter.

I know it’s here. And that some imaginary person somewhere is expecting it to be here. And that if it’s not here, then I’ve let that person down.

It’s not about letting myself down. I let myself down all the time.

I break promises to myself all the time.

I am the queen of falling short of goals. If I’m the only person holding myself accountable, well then, baby…you can kiss that goal goodbye.

It’s about that imaginary reader who is obsessively checking his blog roll, looking for my update, waiting to hear about my writing today, cheering me on to my goal.

I don’t want to look like an idiot or a quitter in the eyes of that imaginary person. So I keep writing, and I keep blogging.

(I also keep making cupcakes. I should start a side business.)

If it weren’t for this journal, these daily NaNo updates, I would have quit long before. (Like, the second day, when I realized that everything on my schedule that week was double booked and I had to write 1k words a day!)

So what if it’s not the most brilliant blog post around! If it keeps me from quitting, it can be as dry as Miss Melba’s toast and I wouldn’t care.

Word Count: 6458

Feeling: Defiant

NaNo Day 9

My goal today was to glue my bum to the couch until I had gotten my word count up to 10,000. I’m only halfway there, but the day isn’t over yet.

I’ve posted the first bit of my novel here. It’s nowhere near perfect (in fact, I cringe every time I read it), but I’m trying to be strong and keep from editing anything until December.

Feel free to read and leave a comment or two.

Word Count: 4817

Feeling: Mildly Triumphant

NaNo Days 7-8

Remember that episode of Friends where Ross accidentally cheats (or not, depending on what camp you’re in) on Rachel, then spends the rest of the season explaining that “We were on a break!”?

That’s how I felt when I opened Microsoft Word this morning, and the pitiful little word count glared accusingly at me.

“We were on a break!” I wanted to yell. “Remember? I explained that! I had a lot to do yesterday! It was a busy day! It’s been a busy week! Can’t you just give me a break? I promise I’ll write scads and scads this weekend! I promise! I promise!”

It didn’t help that I overslept and already felt guilty for having only a few minutes to devote to writing.

It didn’t help that the cruel overlords at the NaNoWriMo headquarters sent out an email from “My Novel” begging me to get back to work.

We were on a break, I tell you!

Word Count: 3574

Feeling: Harrassed

Nano Day 6

Yes, I am aware that the last few posts haven’t been earth-shatteringly examples of brilliant prose.

The truth is, I’ve been using up all my creativity on my novel…and in the kitchen.

Mostly in the kitchen.

Because, hey, when you’ve got Pumpkin Cupcakes with Caramelized White Chocolate Ganache, who needs 50,000 words?!

In other news…Nathan Bransford has a sweeps going for a new Kindle Paperwhite. Enter to win, and check out all of the awesome writing tips. (That’s probably what I should be doing, too.)

In other news…I have cupcakes.

 

Word Count: 3127

Feeling: Frantic