One month to finish a novel; it’s a daunting task for anyone, at any time, but for me this month is like the perfect storm. Yet I’m going for it anyway, and we’ll see how far I get. (You know I don’t like to fail at anything, so I’m going to give it the ol’ college try and go for broke.) I got a new phone today, but instead of downloading a bunch of games and other apps, I’m instead downloading a word processing app and taking my spare time to write. That’s what it takes.
Okay, maybe Trivia Crack, but that’s it. I’m buckling down. This was day one of the NaNoWriMo challenge, and because I worked 8 hours today I was a little worried that I wasn’t going to get in the 1800 words I had assigned for myself, that checkpoint I plan on hitting every single day during the month. If I can just stay on pace and hit my mark I can stay ahead of the game and assure myself a successful campaign. It’s worked for me the past 3 Novembers.
So I got home really tired today, and it was nearly 4:30 in the afternoon, and Daylight Saving Time killed me anyway (it gets me coming and going), a million excuses swirling around. But I got out my laptop and I got to work, stopping only for a coffee refill, for a hurried dinner, and to check my daughter’s art (and I saw that it was good). Now it’s 2,022 words later, and I have the genesis for a solid plot that wasn’t there when I began. I call that good progress, but I know from personal experience that the toughest days are ahead.
And I’m looking forward to them. This novel. This month.