Ah, so there is one day left in this madness of November, and as much as I hate to admit it, I've stalled. I started out with the loftiest of goals during Thanksgiving Break, but it got too busy and, though I wanted to, I simply couldn't find the time to write my daily word count. And now that I'm back at school, work and papers and classes and commitments have also robbed me of the ability to keep up.

It's weird to think that last year, I was done at about the same time I couldn't handle it this time around. I wish I could have come away from this month a winner yet again, but not so. I've quit just short of 35,000 words. Jenny is permanently stuck at barely twenty-two in the middle of her ex-boyfriend's funeral.

I don't know if picking up where I left off this year next time would be cheating or not, but I'm toying with the idea of continuing this saga in 2008. I guess we'll have to see where I am; we know Jenny will be right where I left her.

I think procrastination and a whole heap of homework/papers/tests may be my novel's undoing.

It's kind of crazy that out of these past twenty-two days, there are only 9 that I've actually reached the word count goal for the day. My last successful 1,667-or-more-words day was on Sunday. Yikes.

In other news, it's Black Friday! (Which means yesterday was Thanksgiving - Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!) My sister and I are going shopping in, oh, about an hour, and though I tried to take a nappish-sleep, I was too excited for all of the impending deals that I just couldn't sleep. And, here I am NaNo-ing, desperately trying to play catch up. Isn't life grand?

I really must be going but, whether you're shopping or writing today, I wish you the best of luck in your adventure. Have a wonderful, crazy Friday!

I'm still ahead (a little!) - 31,566. As long as I keep it around on-schedule, I'll be good to go through Thanksgiving and the day lost driving back to school and all of the tests that next week brings. So far, so good.

I know I've been absent a little while, but in that absence, I caught up on my word count and even got ahead! It was all thanks to a little thing I like to call Wednesday, Staying Up Until the Sun Comes Up. I went into it with a personal goal of 30,000, though Meg (my support system) offered me an incentive of a present if I simply got on schedule with my words (23,339, which rolled in right around 12:45am).

I began writing around midnight, but it was a little slow-going with a lot of procrastination. Frankly, I was just sick of writing about the depressing topic of funerals. I was also exhausted and had to have a half-hot cocoa, half-cappaccino blend to keep me awake. In the spirit of last year, I ordered from The Connection again (a hot pretzel with cheese I'd been wanting for the past couple of days), but sadly, I did not don any of my traditional NaNo garb. I was quite comfy in my pajama pants and sweatshirt, thank you. Towards the end of the evening (or morning, whichever you prefer), around 3 or so, I got a little crazy with the writing. I ended up killing off a celebrity and having my main character ruin a funeral for someone she didn't even know. It was so much more fun than your traditional funeral, something to keep the words coming.

Alas, I fell asleep around 5am, unable to make it until the sun actually came up. Mostly because it decided to sleep in and not poke its head out of the clouds until 6:57am, according to the Weather Channel; I wouldn't know - I was sleeping. I ended with 29,348 words, just 650 shy of my personal goal, but the fact that I'd written nearly 9,000 words was a huge accomplishment for me and I was so so tired. I probably couldn't have written any more if I tried, and though the celebrity-death and mishaps Jenny had in that church were amusing, I'm not sure if they contributed in any way to the purpose of the novel. So, it's for the better I like to think.

Even without Jackie, the adventure was well-worth it - though it wasn't quite as much fun. And I'm more than halfway there!

Weekends are tough for novel-writing.

Thanks a lot, Cortaca.

[12,784]

So, I'm not exactly back on track, but I am leaping towards where I should be for the month. I'm currently at 10,694. You can see this over on yet another new thing I added: my progress calendar. Green dates are days where I reached goal for the day; red dates are days where I didn't quite make it; bright green represents days that I did exceptionally well; and bright red those where I did exceptionally badly (but none of those yet!).

I'm starting to feel pretty mean about my poor main character's sufferings. Each chapter is about a funeral in her life, so all of these happenings are to be expected, but I don't know. I just finished a particularly crazy chapter about a nightmare of a funeral, mostly because I couldn't bring myself to kill another person. It's coming along, slowly but surely.

I was doing so wonderfully, and then I don't know what happened. On Friday, I pushed ahead on a break from classes to get 3,462 words. On Saturday, I had absolutely nothing to do and I didn't write my novel anyway. On Sunday, I had work and work-related meetings for 7 hours in a row and there was no time to write my novel. Now, it's Monday, the busiest, most-frustrating day of my week and there's probably no time for novel-writing again. Five days in, and already three days behind?? It's atrocious, I know.

But I'm still not worried. I've got a whole lot of nothing to do this week and, unlike on Saturday, I intend to use that time for some very productive novel-writing - beginning tomorrow at 7:15am, when I'll be done registering for classes for next semester and won't let myself go back to sleep. I intend to get back on track within a couple of days. Wish me luck.

Fiction is a whole lot harder than I thought it would have been.

I began NaNo (superexcitedly) at midnight today and went to bed with about a page and 587 words of my novel completed. I decided later today that the way I was writing was stupid, so I deleted the whole thing (I know, I know - cheating) and started over. It's the same story and everything, but yikes. I have no idea who my characters are or where they're going. I mean, that's the fun of NaNo, so I'm excited. Just nervous. I wasn't truly under the spell last time, so it's taking a little getting used to.

I convinced Stevie to give it a try - yay! I made Meg an official NaNo calendar so that she can keep track of my progress throughout the month and be a fabulous support system. November 14th is Stay Up Until the Sun Comes Up! I know it's a Wednesday, but it's really the only day that works for me - it's at a good time to pick up the pace and get that last little writing push in before Thanksgiving break.

My word count today is 1,677. Ten words ahead of schedule, and it couldn't have come at a more perfect time in the story because I have no idea where I'm going next. Haha. That's for tomorrow.