How many freakin' words per day?!?
So, I'm officially doing NaNoWriMo this year.
Let me state right now for the record that I don't expect to hit the full 50,000 word mark. If I manage even 25,000 words, I'm calling it a win; that's still more than double my best output since I started tracking. The goal here is to up my frustratingly-slow writing speed, not to set myself at the edge of a canyon and push myself in.
Usually when I start a story, at least an ultimately successful one, I've got a scenario, a few major characters, a couple of key scenes clear in my head, and at least a vague idea of how things end up. In this case, I've got the setting for the first scene, two character names, and a list of odd phrases and ideas collected randomly over the past few months. First phrase is the first scene, and every time I get stuck, I'll grab another thing off the list and throw it in. Could be wacky fun; could be utter nonsense. We shall see. Working title is ...And The Kitchen Sink.
I'm doing a few other things differently, too. I'll be using the "work" laptop instead of the elderly writing laptop (for portability purposes). I may even go so far as to write the thing in Word instead of Textra, my antique but beloved Word Processor of Preference. (Probably not in full manuscript format, however; all that white space... *shudder*.) Don't know why; it just seems right for this one.
I may, incidentally, fall off the internet even more than usual come November. I'm not going to have any margin to spare if I'm going to make a serious try at this, and I know what effect even touching the internet has on my general ability to get things done.
(WinAmp's psychic powers continue; after the below, it offered "Could Be Anything" by The Eames Era, and is now providing Genesis' "More Fool Me". Yes, thank you, electronic peanut gallery.)
Let me state right now for the record that I don't expect to hit the full 50,000 word mark. If I manage even 25,000 words, I'm calling it a win; that's still more than double my best output since I started tracking. The goal here is to up my frustratingly-slow writing speed, not to set myself at the edge of a canyon and push myself in.
Usually when I start a story, at least an ultimately successful one, I've got a scenario, a few major characters, a couple of key scenes clear in my head, and at least a vague idea of how things end up. In this case, I've got the setting for the first scene, two character names, and a list of odd phrases and ideas collected randomly over the past few months. First phrase is the first scene, and every time I get stuck, I'll grab another thing off the list and throw it in. Could be wacky fun; could be utter nonsense. We shall see. Working title is ...And The Kitchen Sink.
I'm doing a few other things differently, too. I'll be using the "work" laptop instead of the elderly writing laptop (for portability purposes). I may even go so far as to write the thing in Word instead of Textra, my antique but beloved Word Processor of Preference. (Probably not in full manuscript format, however; all that white space... *shudder*.) Don't know why; it just seems right for this one.
I may, incidentally, fall off the internet even more than usual come November. I'm not going to have any margin to spare if I'm going to make a serious try at this, and I know what effect even touching the internet has on my general ability to get things done.
(WinAmp's psychic powers continue; after the below, it offered "Could Be Anything" by The Eames Era, and is now providing Genesis' "More Fool Me". Yes, thank you, electronic peanut gallery.)