So last night I didn't get a chance to update my word count -- somewhere in the mid 8000 I think -- before falling asleep on the couch with my little peanut at 9:30pm. And I've done a lot of writing today, but I will not be updating my word count until probably the weekend. I've been writing it all by hand, so when I get a good chunk of downtime (hence the weekend) I will probably type it all up and update the final count sometime Saturday or Sunday.

I definitely think that writing nonfiction is so much easier than fiction. At least for me, I already know the plot, I just have to fill in the blanks with lots and lots of words. Coming up with fiction -- if you ask me, that requires a lot more thinking. Meg, I applaud your efforts, and I very much am looking forward to reading about Jenny's latest adventures.

Nevertheless, I am really pleased with what I've written so far, which surprises me. It's hard, but easy, and weird all at once, and I am very eager to see what the finished product (masterpiece?) looks like.

Right on track. Still stuck in the same funeral, but luckily, it's almost over.

Count: 5003.

Secret noveling got me close to 3,000 words, but I'm still a bit shy of where I should be. No worries, though - there are still 28 days to make that up. It's a little harder than I thought it would be picking up where I left off (maybe that's why it's not allowed), but I think once I get past this "first" chapter things will get going more easily.

I've thought of a fun way to keep my month of writing interesting. I've decided once a week, during my lunch hour, I'll bring my laptop in and write at one of the local restaurants downtown here. Likely the cafe, but the new "Cravings" restaurant with all sorts of bad-for-you food is sure to see me at least once. And, should Chrissy not have to work or go to school, she'll be joining me. Not for noveling, but for moral support. Very nice!

On to day 3. Goal: make up my slight deficit.

Count: 2852

A very successful day one. I really did intend to start at midnight, but I fell asleep on the couch in the middle of a movie last night, so my month of memoir-ing didn't get off to the most exciting of starts. But, up at the crack of dawn, I managed to crank out the daily quota with minimal stress. I definitely think that writing about myself is a hell of a lot easier than trying to come up with fiction worth writing. Hey, it's my life, and the plot has already been outlined for me. All I have to do is fill it with word padding.

Here's to a wonderful, loquacious November.

My computer is going to die in any second, but I just wanted to say that I made it for day one! I didn't think I would, but I did.

It's the first year I didn't start at midnight, and I felt instantly behind. It's so weird to get into a groove, too, without all the excitement and with all my hesitation. Hopefully, a successful day one will lead to many more successful days.

Count: 1695

Just a little over 12 hours to go til NaNo 2009 gets underway. I already have the first sentence ironed out in my mind -- now, only 49,987 words left to conjure up from the creative depths of my brain.

Off in search of fingerless gloves and my noveling hat (and maybe even some leggings...)

So, two updates in three days...I may be up to writing a novel after all.

First of all, I'm kind of annoyed at the lack of widgets going on in our side panel. NaNo always provides nifty little calendars and word counters to track the progress of its participants, and they've done so again, but this time they just aren't working. I've uploaded them several times but to no avail. I suppose I'll have to wait until November begins to see if I can add them in. For now, Jackie and I will just have to update you ourselves. (Or you can check out "Read Up" where it links to our NaNo profiles for that information - and more!) 

Secondly, I really want to thank Jackie for the adorable NaNo badges she sent me in the mail recently. They are 10, with one each for NaNo Socializing, Word-Count Padding, Procrastination, Caffeine Abuse, Secret Noveling, Creative Nonfiction, Rally Day, the Eureka Moment, Random Ending, and 50,000-Word Victory (see below). 

 

Let me share a little bit about what the Office of Letters and Light has to say about these guys:

1. NaNo Socializing - Earned for dragging a family member or friend into NaNo (None of my friends seem into it, but my mom is considering joining me this month) OR taking part in a word war with an online buddy (I'm counting Jackie as an online buddy since technically we won't be seeing each other in person this upcoming month) OR attending NaNo events (I'll be honest, probably not happening)

2. Caffeine Abuse - Pretty self-explanatory and I'm confident I can earn this one too...I just found a shop that will has a cocoa/cappuccino shop just like BJs at good old IC and am a little more than excited about it

3. Procrastination - Earned for skipping writing for more than 3 days in a row (let's not shoot for that one!) OR spending over 30 cumulative hours on the NaNo forums (hasn't happened yet) OR cleaning your home instead of working on your novel (I'd like to say it won't happen, but sometimes cleaning helps me think)

4. Word-count Padding - Earned by quoting song lyrics/other books in your novel OR having a stuttering or triple-named character OR writing out contractions OR introducing unneeded dream sequences or hallucinations (DEFINITELY guilty)

5. The Rally - Earned by having a 5000 word day (here's hoping!!) OR overcoming a 10000 word deficits (let's hope it's not necessary, but IF it is, this would be an AWESOME accomplishment)

6. Secret Noveling - I think it's safe to say noveling while I'm supposed to be doing something else is something that won't be hard to do

7. Creative Nonfiction - Earned by plundering overheard dialogue and real-life events for novel material (mm hmm) OR placing barely disguised friends and family members into your novel as characters (no comment)

8. Eureka Moment - Earned by those lucky ones that experience that "aha!" moment when a major plot point is resolved or your novel starts coming together (I can only hope)

9. Random Ending - Writing a gleefully left-field or completely nonsensical ending

10. NaNoWriMo Victory - Writing 50,000 words in 30 days (GOAL!)

So, I think based on an early assessment, I can easily earn 9 of these badges...I'm not one for nonsensical endings, but I have had some nonsensical chapters in the past, perhaps that's enough? Anyways, I'm excited to start earning something for all of my hard work. These badges are certainly a fun way to mark the milestones.

Wow, less than a week now.

November 1 is looming. It's getting closer and closer and even though I spent much of the past 12 months willing November to hurry up, now that it's on the horizon I wish it wasn't so soon. Half the time I'm falling asleep on the couch at 8pm -- I don't know how (if?) I'll be able to make it through the month without a near-frightening amount of caffeinated beverages.

I'm in the process of "outlining" my story. I've been preparing by making notes on flashcards. They're people, places, events, and overall feelings that have characterized the past 3 years. Part of the reason I'm doing this is so that I can kind of form a rough, chronological list of events -- a way of organizing the chaos -- but also so that I can remember as much as possible. This way, if an idea pops into my head randomly, all I have to do is jot it down on a card and later I can rearrange the pieces to add it into the body of my story.

This will definitely be a journey.

It's getting to the point where I'm almost nervous. I should probably stop thinking of it as the novel I eventually want to get published and just think of it as NaNo so I take away the pressure. NaNo = no pressure. I'm sort of ruining that with my big ambitions. So, from now on, it's just another crappy novel I'm writing in 30 days. Nothing to get worked up about.

Also, 8 days to go.

Less than 3 weeks to go. I've been excited for November for a long time, and while I'm glad it's really really close now, I'm also fairly nervous. I haven't done NaNo since 2006, so I think it will probably take a while to get back into the swing of things. Plus, I haven't written seriously in a long time. I'm already predicting that this year may be somewhat of a challenge. Between working 40 hours a week and being a full-time single mom, I barely have time to shower, let alone five minutes of free time. So I'm having a hard time picturing how 50,000 words will be created in the midst of my hectic life. But I think I work best under pressure, when all of life's responsibilities are crammed into a small, time-crunched space, so I'm hoping that with a little less sleep (the precious few hours I steal each night), a lot more coffee (and lattes and espresso and caffeine IVs if need be), and just a bit of creative multi-tasking (i.e. hiding my novel behind Meditech at work all day and taking extra long lunches)... and I think it can get done.

Speaking of the soon-to-be-born novel, I'm actually going the non-fiction route again. When I did NaNo three years ago, I wrote a condensed memoir of my naive 20 years of life. I wrote it mainly because I had to write my autobiography for class, so this gave me an easy way to reach te 50-page minimum for the assignment. But I also wrote it because it was, in a sense, therapeutic. At the time I was about to leave the life I had known (Ithaca) and reimmerse myself in the only home I had ever known (Reading, MA). I was scared and unprepared and needed a way to work out my emotions by creating something familiar and safe. So, my abridged memoir, "20 Good Years" was born.

Fast forward 3 years. The 20 good years I had lived morphed into an indistinguishable, at times dark, and foreign existence that changed everything I knew and everything I will become. I'm sorry if that sounds a little dramatic, but it's a fair characterization of the past few years. Things are finally falling into place, after much turmoil, and I really would like to revisit my life post-Ithaca to now for the same therapeutic reason as before. Writing is how I make sense of the world. It's how I process my emotions and figure out what everything means.

So I'm looking forward to this November. I can't promise there will be all-night write-a-thons filled with Taco Bell runs, skirts and leggings, and delirious 5am artwork (man, that night was fun), but there will nevertheless be a 50,0o0 memoir at the end of the month. And that's a promise.

So...I'm back. After a successful year one (2006) and an unsuccessful year two (2007), I took a year off. The being unsuccessful, I'll admit, had a little to do with my lack of enthusiasm in 2008, but at that point, I'd "grown up" and graduated and become a big girl with a real job. And, frankly, if I couldn't finish a novel that I loved when I had endless freetime (thank you, college) and a real-life support system, I didn't think I could handle it with a 40-hour a week commitment already in place - at a job I started 2 weeks earlier, no less - and all of my support systems far far away.

But I'm ready to give it the old college try again. I've been excited about NaNo ever since the beginning of the year, when I'd realized what I'd missed out on the November before and I'd re-read my novel and decided I loved it and it wasn't as bad as I had thought. It actually had potential - what luck!

In exactly 3 weeks from now, at midnight, I will begin my third attempt at novel-writing mania. I'm semi-cheating because I'm continuing my novel from 2007; NaNo says no pre-existing stories are allowed. But, let's be honest, without NaNo I can't write because I suffer from a severe lack of motivation and an overdose of self-editing. And I love love love this novel (and NaNo-ing). I want it to work and actually become a finished product. Who wants their main character stuck at 22 in what is supposed to be a lifelong story? Not me.

Anyways, I just wanted to share in my excitement and begin the countdown.
21 Days to go.

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.