NaNoWriMo – 13

Current Word Count: 27,282

It’s going pretty well, all things considered. I’m starting to get a clearer idea of where the characters are going, and what’s going to happen when they get there (and before they get there, too). A couple of big, vague scenes have started to fall into the scheme of things. (Still haven’t written them yet, but I know how to write them and how to tie them in now.) It’s fun to write it, though I imagine it’s going to be awful to read it (I haven’t looked at any previous work since day three or so). I’m thinking if I can keep my word count approximately twice the date, that’ll be good and I’ll get through this.

And that’s good, because this week, I run into one big obstacle.

Call Week.

Starting Monday, for seven days, I am on call 24 hours a day. Now, my last call week was actually okay, very few calls and only one in the wee hours.

That’s not the point. The point is, you’re sitting there, looking at your cell phone, waiting for it to go off. When it doesn’t, you don’t gain that time back. You can’t go to a movie or visit someone out of town, or any of that. Gotta hang around. It might go off at any moment, and it doesn’t care if that moment is when the meaning of “Rosebud” is finally revealed. It doesn’t care.

And I can see myself, sitting at the keyboard, trying to wring an idea out of something (“Okay, he specifically asked for a hot dog WITH relish, what does that mean”), all the time the cell phone is sitting there in my brain. Heh heh heh. Don’t forget about me, eh? Heh heh heh.

So, work (on the novel) may be a bit difficult this week. As always, we’ll see.

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Current Day Count: 365

As FithyRottenAngel notes in a comment elsewhere, my blog celebrates its first year of existence today.

It has turned into a rather remarkable (for me) method of organizing my thoughts and projects so that I’m actually getting things done, rather than simply keeping collections of scattered thoughts in my head (where they were getting dusty, and parent figures were saying “You know, you collect all these thoughts and you never play with them, I’m not sure I should buy you any more…”).

I’ve completed six paintings, and have four more in various uncompleted states; I’ve actually written many of the essays I used to think Hey, I should write about that in an essay; and I’m in the middle of a novel, something that may actually get completed. The only remaining fallow field is audio recording, which is of course a much more difficult form to share over the web. But who knows?

Most important of all, I’ve met many kind, intelligent, thoughtful, talented and funny people. That’s been the most productive aspect of all.

Here’s to many more.