Two days now — less — until the start of NaNoWriMo 2009. If you’re signed up on the NaNo site, you can find my profile here, though I can’t promise I’ll be very good at updating it.
I’m still trying to decide which story I want to go with — Night Owls, which has been languishing at, what, 2000 words over on the sidebar since forever, or Grailchild, which I’ve started and stopped a hojillion times, but finally had a kind of epiphany about how to tell the damned thing.
My 2004 NaNo still calls to me now and then, but it requires a metric fuckton of worldbuilding. I think that’s what bogged me down last time, trying to build the world while I wrote the story. The other two require a good chunk of it as well, but since they’re both set in worlds that are analogous to our own, it’s not too great a stretch.
Anyway, enough of the “Oh pity me, I have three worlds I could play in” and on to more productive things.
I’m sure those of you participating have seen the math before: 50,000 words in 30 days averages out to 1667 words a day. Now, I’m work-travelling for five of those days, and factor in a probable trip to New Hampshire for Thanksgiving, that cuts me down to 24 days of writing. While ideally I’ll still get writing done on those days — my laptop will be with me for the work trip — I’m going to try to budget my word count a bit, aiming for 2000 words a day, just in case.
It’s a lot, I know, but there are two great values to NaNo: getting participants into the habit of writing, and getting us to, y’know, actually write something. So even if I don’t hit 2000 words a day, or even 1667, in theory I’ll be producing some number that is greater than zero. That’s nothing to sneeze at.
Now, here’s the funny thing — Nin’s almost done. Either Hill’s finishing it on her current go, or it’ll come back to me for the final scene. We have, between the two of us, churned out what will probably hit 105,000 words over the last year. On top of that, I’m sure if I counted up blog posts and ficlets and things I’ve written for WoW, I’d find my total output for the last year to be somewhere near another hundred thousand.
Taking that into consideration, it becomes slightly less daunting — I do write nearly every day.
I also have this grand new ambition. Greg no longer works in Boston, which means he leaves at 6:30 or so to head out. I take a different train now, and have the option of sleeping for another 30-45 minutes or… I can get my ass out of bed when he leaves and dedicate that time to writing.
It’s going to take discipline, I realize. I’m a world-champion sleeper, especially when I’m nestled all snug in bed with a cat or two curled up beside (okay, on top of) me. However, hopefully this weekend we’ll be picking up a new incentive to lure me out of bed at oh-early-thirty: a single-cup coffeemaker. We are the proud owners of a pretty badass coffeemaker as it is, with all kinds of neat bells and whistles and the ability to make 12 cups at a whack.
Which is all well and good and fine on a Sunday morning, when I can brew a pot and we can refill our cups throughout the day, but on a weekday morning, it seems like too much effort for a cup we won’t even have the chance to enjoy. (And then of course, there’s the whole washing of the coffee pot when we get home…)
But one cup at a time? This will actually get used, and probably save us a ton of counter space, since the 12-cup maker is kind of a monster. It can be relegated to a storage shelf until it gets dragged out on holidays.
So, coffee, a bit of an I-can-do-this pep talk… hrm.
This was supposed to be a post about things that have worked for me during NaNo and things that have been full of colossal failures. Instead I’ve been all “me me me” on you guys.
Actual useful post coming later today, I promise!