O Frabjous Day!

Did you hear my massive sigh of relief from wherever you are on this terrestrial ball? This month has been a hard, hard slog. Why, oh why do they have NaNoWriMo in November?

BUT—I did it. Last night I passed the 50,000 word mark and today I finished the novel, which I’m tentatively calling Simon and the Sky Gypsies. So here are my statistics:

Total word count: 53,327

Average number of words written per day: 2,133.

Now, I know what you’re thinking. Most of my novels land more in the 100,000 word range. How can I say I’m done after only 53,327 words?

Well, because this is my first middle grade novel, and this is a typical length for this genre. I wanted to end up between 50,000 and 60,000 words, and I nailed it. I assume it will be closer to 60,000 by the time I’ve done my revisions and added in some detail, but right now I’m very, very happy to have written “The End.”

Better yet, I love my characters and the story world and am looking forward to doing four more stories about Simon Somerset. Whew!

Is NaNo Making Me a Bad Writer?

As I believe I said before, I have done a month-long writing blitz several times before, but usually in July. The one time I did it in November I don’t think I signed up on the official NaNoWriMo site like I did this year, so no one was holding me accountable for my word totals.

I broke the 10,000 word mark today, and hope to get another couple thousand words written before it’s over, but I have noticed an interesting phenomenon. Over time, I have learned to catch myself when I use unnecessary words–the word “that” being the most egregious example. When I see a useless “that” in the lines I’ve just written, I delete it at once. I do the same for most adverbs and suchlike.

Now, though, I think I can’t afford to lose those words! Word count is more important than concision! I can always take all the extra words out after NaNo is over!

Do you see how warped my thinking has become? I’m kind of disgusted with myself!