Sometimes, inspiration just descends on you unasked for, and you sit down to write and your fingers all but catch fire as they try to keep pace with your brain.
This is not one of those times. This is one of those times when you have to go in search of inspiration, yank it out of its den, wrestle it into submission, drag it back to your writing chair, and hold a gun to its head.
So yeah, I’m still writing my new story. Everything’s fine.
I am patting myself on the back right now for maintaining a file folder on my computer for story ideas. I went through it the other night and found ideas I had totally forgotten about. At least two of them I think I can use for the basis for new short stories to go in the anthology.
I’ve already picked the first one I want to work on. It’s about a girl who’s cursed.
That’s what my husband always says when we have to come up with an alternate plan. I don’t even know what that means, since I don’t watch American football, but I imagine most of you do.
Turns out, it just wasn’t realistic for me to write 50,000 words in July when I was gone for a third of the month and also had a presentation to prepare. I got over 20,000 words written, and that’s not nothing—just not what I’d hoped for.
However, that particular novel is going to have to wait a little longer because my top priority now is getting short stories written and/or revised for my upcoming anthology. Last night I dived back into a story I started in March but have really struggled with. And you know what? It was almost finished. I finished it. Whew!
Today I went through a few of older stories and revised them, bringing them up to a higher standard (I hope). Having done that, my only option is to come up with some new ideas and write some new stories—at least three more, I estimate. Usually not a problem for me—but a road trip would help!
Just not enough progress! I now have to average over 3000 words a day if I am to reach my goal. It seemed like I wrote a lot today, but when I did my final count it was only 2,664. So close! Maybe tomorrow I will be more successful.
For the first time ever, I’m facing the possibility that I might not make my word goal for this month, due to this trip I’m on. All my time has been taken up with family and with going through my mom’s things to help out my dad.
Yesterday, after working all day, my brother and his wife and my husband and son left to go on a hike. I didn’t go with them because I was wearing flip flops and I’m not interested in hiking in flip flops.
Instead I came back to our lodgings and had a little time to WRITE. I passed the 10,000 word mark at last—but that’s still not even a quarter of the way there and the month is half over.
Of course, family trumps writing—but I’m still hoping to pull off a spectacular save before the end of the month.
I would just like to point out that it is really, really hard to write a novel at a family reunion.
Word count so far: 8602. At this rate I have to average close to 2000 words a day to reach my goal. And several of those days are travel or visiting days.
It’s kind of not fair that this writing month starts off with a holiday weekend. On the other hand, November, when the “main” NaNoWriMo happens, has Thanksgiving in it, so that’s hard too.
I have a handle on my story and I’m 6195 words in, but if you have even a tenuous grasp of math you no doubt realize I am about 3000 words behind already—and I’m getting ready to go on a road trip.
I have a feeling that the bulk of this novel will be written during the last two weeks of the month.
I started my new novel last night but the problem was I had no idea what the impetus for the plot was going to be. So I only got as far as the important phone call before I had to stop and figure out what on earth the phone call was going to be about.
This is a weird profession, where daydreaming counts as “work.” But you know what? I did figure out what this story is going to be about. In fact I am pretty jazzed about writing it now. I’m only 1889 words in, but I know I’ll get some 3000 word days so I’m not worried.
My writing has really suffered due to my “real-life” commitments over the last few years, but after an incredibly stressful school year I am taking a break from teaching and plunging back into writing with a vengeance. I plan to chronicle my adventures here as a way to keep myself motivated.
In the past, July was always my “writing intensive” month, where I tried to write a full novel—as many as 80,000 words. The last few years I have been teaching too much to make that possible, but guess what? I’m back, baby! This year I’ve joined Camp NaNoWriMo and am hoping to write the second book in my middle grade series this month.
But that’s not all! I have a publisher who wants to publish an anthology of my short stories. Huzzah for that! But, ahem, he doesn’t have enough to fill an anthology yet. So I’ll be “cheating” on my novel project this month to write more short stories, which I find much more challenging than novels, to be honest. I have written two new stories in the last few weeks and am almost finished with a third. I have two older stories that I can expand/revise to bring them up to my current standards. And I figure I need to come up with at least two more killer story ideas to round out the collection.
So, lots going on here. My creativity is surging and I am so ready to get back to work!
As it turned out, the two writers’ events I wanted to attend this year were only two weeks apart. After WORDfest/Writers in the Field two weeks ago, I didn’t even have time to sink back into apathy before attending the North East Texas Writers Organization conference today.
It was the smallest conference I’ve ever attended, but the classes were all excellent and I found it very worthwhile. And I have to admit, I really enjoy hanging out with other writers. I now feel doubly inspired to start sending my work out again. I’m saying that here in hopes that making it public will make me feel obligated to do it.