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NaNo Blogging Day #5 - A little behind (and by that I do not mean a small ass)
I had yet another doctor's appointment today that took a chunk out of my day. Getting a bit tired of doctors and medical things in general.
I did some writing while I was in the waiting room, and a bit of plotting in my head on the subway when it was too crowded to break out my Moleskine and write (yes, I gave in to the Snotty College Trend and got a Moleskine, and yes I like it).
I also woke up this morning slightly out of sorts because I had two hard ciders and a shot of rum in celebration of last night's victory.
Thing about great national victories and historical moments? They're just moments. You still have to get up the next morning and handle your business and go on. Even if your mouth tastes like regurgitated slime and your eyes are pasted together with cement.
I'm not where I want to be, but I'm within sight of it. I think with some hopping around and mad crazy writing tomorrow, I should be okay.
I also realize that one of the things that's going to need to be edited when/if this story gets done is the pacing, speed, and scene starting. For the purposes of wordcount, I'm sometimes starting scenes long before they need to be started, and I'm belaboring some things that don't bear belaboring under normal circumstances. Or at least not in one big two-thousand word clump.
This is why I'm making editing notes as I go along. It's easier to see these things now, before the dust gets kicked up and things get messy. It's weird how it's sometimes easier to see flaws in something just as I've written it rather than with the distance of time.
I could probably start the novel where I'm writing at this moment and with a few clever explanations start from there. But on the good side, it means that I can automatically deduct about 10,000 words from the total should it be too bloated.
But that's what all the months that aren't November are for.
The Devil's Workshop
I did some writing while I was in the waiting room, and a bit of plotting in my head on the subway when it was too crowded to break out my Moleskine and write (yes, I gave in to the Snotty College Trend and got a Moleskine, and yes I like it).
I also woke up this morning slightly out of sorts because I had two hard ciders and a shot of rum in celebration of last night's victory.
Thing about great national victories and historical moments? They're just moments. You still have to get up the next morning and handle your business and go on. Even if your mouth tastes like regurgitated slime and your eyes are pasted together with cement.
I'm not where I want to be, but I'm within sight of it. I think with some hopping around and mad crazy writing tomorrow, I should be okay.
I also realize that one of the things that's going to need to be edited when/if this story gets done is the pacing, speed, and scene starting. For the purposes of wordcount, I'm sometimes starting scenes long before they need to be started, and I'm belaboring some things that don't bear belaboring under normal circumstances. Or at least not in one big two-thousand word clump.
This is why I'm making editing notes as I go along. It's easier to see these things now, before the dust gets kicked up and things get messy. It's weird how it's sometimes easier to see flaws in something just as I've written it rather than with the distance of time.
I could probably start the novel where I'm writing at this moment and with a few clever explanations start from there. But on the good side, it means that I can automatically deduct about 10,000 words from the total should it be too bloated.
But that's what all the months that aren't November are for.
The Devil's Workshop
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