Wriiiiiting.

Yesterday I was five thousand words behind on NaNoWriMo; I was around 18k when I should be around 23k. I’ve not written at all for about a third of the days out of this month; I’m in this pattern of binging on a large chunk of words, then the next day fasting and not writing anything or not even coming close to the NaNo suggested word count. But I got a second wind a few days ago and have been chasing hitting that grey line to catch up with where I should be.

This morning I woke up, cut out a bit of fabric, and then sat down at my computer to write. Instead I got caught up in Internet spiralling for about forty five minutes. Shameful. And typical.

Instead of beating myself up, I opened up Evernote (which is FANTASTIC for organizing novels) and told myself I need a thousand words before breakfast. A thousand words, before NaNo, seemed like a lot. Now it seems like almost nothing; in fact, it’s so little that I push myself to keep writing by doing it in increments of 1k. I’ll check my count and find I’m at, say, 17,850; and I push myself to go to 18k. What normally happens is that by the time I think to check my count again, I’m somewhere around 18,500. Which is only 500 away from that 19k mark, I tell myself, and 1k words isn’t that far to go to get there, so 500 is nothing…and that’s how I’ve been going.

This morning while writing, what seemed about 15 minutes after I’d opened up Evernote, I noticed my wrists and arms were aching horribly. “That’s weird,” I thought, “Did I strain them sewing yesterday?” I ignored it for a bit longer and then my hunger got the best of me. As I stopped typing I noticed how much my fingers and wrists hurt; in fact it was like my fingers were permanently curled over the keys. Weird, I thought again.

I checked my word count and nearly fell off the sofa. 23k!!!! I’d hit 23k!!! I’d written FIVE THOUSAND words. I checked the clock. I’d been writing for an hour and forty five minutes, non-stop. Time had *flown* by, absolutely flown.

I am so excited. I feel like the characters are writing themselves at this point, and the story is just coming to me and it’s fun to be writing it, to be hanging out with these people who feel at this point like they are real – they just needed some help getting into the world. I feel like a character midwife of sorts. Just bringing these people out into the world.

I feel like a writer.

Five thousand words! In an hour and forty five minutes! And I was having fun the entire time, wanting to be in the scenes, to be really immersed in the world. It was like a movie was playing in my head and I was just dictating what was happening onto my computer.

I could feel horribly doubtful tomorrow, or maybe not. But today I’ve already done 5k words and anything on top of that is just icing the cake.

In the words of Tobias Funke: Huzzah!

So close to catching that line!!!

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4 Responses to Wriiiiiting.

  1. Jessica says:

    I’m catching up on *everything* now that I have internet — so I’m just reading this. High fives all around on this post, the last one (yay, and also snif!) and your beautiful products. SOMEDAY I’m going to have one of your amazing scarves.

    I’m the opposite, I find the writing groove at night, but like you I’m realizing more and more that this is really possible. It’s super exciting. Thanks so much for going on this journey with me!

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