For those of you who don’t know—I am a crazy person.
Every year in November, I make a big attempt to write a novel in a month. 50,000 words to be exact. That breaks down to be about 1,667 words a day, every day, for thirty days. Now, on average (when I do manage to write) I can handle that no problem, but a recurring word count? Gasp. Oh, my stars, please, don’t expect me to be consistent, writing gods!
Each year in April and July, the same people that do National Novel Writing Month do Camp NaNoWriMo. In these months, you pick your own word count and work from there. A practice in endurance, if you will.
This year—I am lucky to be in a lovely, small, writing group—we have decided to make 30,000 words our goal for April.
1,000 words a day seems far less daunting.
Knowing myself—and that I always start out powerfully strong only to wilt by the end of the second week due to some crisis—I overwrote my first week to make sure I had the weekends covered. Because, let’s be honest, when Sage is home…how can I get anything done?
Planning ahead, having an outline, writing ahead, all of these things I put together to help make my CampNaNo experience be the best I could manage it to be.
As it turns out, when Sage is home 24/7 I don’t feel the need to spend every waking weekend moment with him, and have, in fact, even written on Saturday and Sunday.
So far it has given me a word count of 19, 506 out of 30,000. Which doesn’t include today. That’s just covering the first week!
Excuse me while I take a moment to flex my obvious skills.
All of this to say…
Hey, hi, hello, my lovely readers. Insert cheesy wink here. How you doin'?
Me? Well, I’m elbows deep in a story that I made up the plot for in less than twenty-four hours, had to change 13,000 of those words to a different point of view because I just wasn’t feeling it, and have subsequently added in a whole other main character. Which is to say, this has been an utter train wreck so far.
But, hey, it’s Camp and I needed a writing vacation from my other projects, so here we are.
Next post I’ll try to tell you something about the story, or post part of it, or maybe just have a video of lighting it on fire while I laugh maniacally in the background.
I don’t know. We’ll see.
Stay home, stay safe everyone.