It Worked!

I know you’re all dying to know if my road trip yielded any new story ideas. Yes!

Yesterday I can’t say I had any new inspiration while driving. But after I got to my hotel room and started unwinding, I had a great idea. Today while I was driving again, I turned that idea over and over in my head. I thought last night that I would use it as the basis for a new story, but during my drive today I realized that it could solve my dilemma with my current story and now I’m excited to start writing again.

Halfway

So, we’re halfway through November. Have I been doing a lot of writing? No. I am working on a story but I am struggling with the plot. However, tomorrow I leave on a road trip to go visit my dad (700 miles each way). Hours and hours of being alone in the car. You’d better believe I am taking a notepad with me to jot down ideas as they come to me. Road trips spark my imagination like nothing else!

National Novel Writing Month

All my writing ambitions were put on hold due to illness for the last few months. Today, the first day of NaNoWriMo, I am feeling much better and able to write—but I’m not writing a novel. I’m back to writing short stories for my anthology, because that’s a project I committed to.

I am currently working on my tenth story for the anthology. I had originally thought that ten would be “enough,” but I feel like I need a total word count of at least 50,000, and I’m not there yet. I believe I will need at least two more stories after I finish this one—which I’m struggling with, to be honest.

What I really need, to be honest, is a road trip. Hours of driving alone in the car are the absolute best thing to dredge up potential stories from my well of ideas. But thanks to the pandemic and my own serious health issues, I haven’t been on a solo road trip since May. I’m hoping later this month I will be able to hit the road!

My Muse and Me

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.

My Idea File

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.

Fall Back Five and Punt

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!

 

A Few Words More

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.

Slow Start

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.

Baby Steps

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.