The Looming End

When I started the NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) challenge this year I had two thoughts.

he first was that I was angry at not having succeeded with it for the past four years.

The second was, that since I had been writing more than enough words per day to hit the required fifty thousand, in a month, I should succeed this time, without any undue stress.

Both lovely ideas, but ultimately irrelevant.

So, here’s what’s up. And this will be really fucking quick because I am writing like a madman.

I just wanted to get you up to speed.

For some almost mystical reason, (ie- one I can’t figure out) I have not been able to keep a consistent word count for more then a day or two at any time this month.

Add to that the fact that there is a fucking holiday in the middle of all this, and children show up. I can’t ignore the kiddies. And there were a few days (five) in the the middle of this whole thing where my word count progress flatlined.

Yesterday I cranked like a crazyman to get out over ten thousand words in one day.

(No, it’s not a new record for me, but that doesn’t make it a breeze either) And, if I had been consistent it shouldn’t have been necessary.

And now in order to actually get the thing finished I need to do a total of just under fourteen thousand words in a little over thirty-six hours.

That’s all I’ve got to say, since I have to get back to the novel.

Stay tuned!