Nanoodling
Thursday, November 21st, 2024 07:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lizvogelOne of the things I like best about NaNo is looking down and discovering that I've hit the wordcount goal without even realizing how much I've written.
One of the things I like least about NaNo is feeling like I've written a ton, and looking down to see that the wordcount total has barely moved.
I did not write yesterday, because three hour dentist appointment followed by All The Errands. Followed by feeling quite achy and Not Great, not least because the anesthetic wore off before I got home to the ibuprofen & acetaminophen. (The next time, if I'm not coming straight home after the dentist, I must remember to take some painkillers with me.)
I've barely written today, because furnace inspection preceded by two hours of excavating the house and followed by starting on the brisket for the NaNo potluck on Saturday, including the grocery shopping I didn't have the cash for yesterday. Yes, making food for the NaNo potluck ate my time for writing the NaNo words. The irony does not escape me.
I'm having difficulty getting going again, because I don't have a good carrot to dangle in front of myself for the next part. I'm introducing a new character, who is snarky and tough and should be a lot of fun, but somehow she's just not exciting my writer-brain the way the cannibal cult did. ;-) And the Complicating Factor that comes up after her feels more like work (and having to redo research, I'm sure I had some key knowledge last year that isn't in my notes) than character-torturing goodness. Sigh. Writing is hard.
One of the things I like least about NaNo is feeling like I've written a ton, and looking down to see that the wordcount total has barely moved.
I did not write yesterday, because three hour dentist appointment followed by All The Errands. Followed by feeling quite achy and Not Great, not least because the anesthetic wore off before I got home to the ibuprofen & acetaminophen. (The next time, if I'm not coming straight home after the dentist, I must remember to take some painkillers with me.)
I've barely written today, because furnace inspection preceded by two hours of excavating the house and followed by starting on the brisket for the NaNo potluck on Saturday, including the grocery shopping I didn't have the cash for yesterday. Yes, making food for the NaNo potluck ate my time for writing the NaNo words. The irony does not escape me.
I'm having difficulty getting going again, because I don't have a good carrot to dangle in front of myself for the next part. I'm introducing a new character, who is snarky and tough and should be a lot of fun, but somehow she's just not exciting my writer-brain the way the cannibal cult did. ;-) And the Complicating Factor that comes up after her feels more like work (and having to redo research, I'm sure I had some key knowledge last year that isn't in my notes) than character-torturing goodness. Sigh. Writing is hard.
