Nine pages this morning. Not that I’m counting. Every time I make a plan, something happens to disrupt it, so I’m just going with the flow. I know my story, and so far I know what happens next, so I’m just writing until I come to the end of ideas for the day.
My plan is still to have this draft done by mid-August. I’m at 15,000 words and I need 55,000. That breaks down to 40,000 more words in six weeks, or about a thousand words a day. Hmmm. Guess I am counting.
Just passed page 200. Without even thinking about it, I did the whole part where the hero is thwarted big time and feels he’s come to a dead end. Now I’ve made things even more mysterious to him. He can’t find his way back to the trail of the murderer. What helped me do all this was knowing what was going on off the page with the murderer. Writing out the murderer’s current mindset and goal even helped me finish the section and point to what has to happen next. It was so obvious once I saw it. But it’s all off the page, so I hope the reader doesn’t see it as clearly as I do!
I’m going to have fun and things get to be light for a few chapters before they turn dark again. I am suddenly remembering why I never really wanted to write a mystery. Because you have to get into the heads of horrible people and that is not a happy place to be. Still, I’m determined to finish this thing.
I ran out of outline so I should do that for the the next section to see where it things need to move. Frey has this thing called a step outline. It had all the scenes summarized and also all the off-page action. I did it for this last section and I should do it again. It feels like a lot of work, but I think it will be worth it. The whole mystery thing is too complex to go completely without a net.
A national goal met! And a personal one!
Yesterday was a highly emotional day, but I still managed to write. I voted early, only waiting a little over an hour to cast my historical ballot. Obama was not my first choice, but I believe he is a good man, a man of superior intellect and compassion, and I have forgiven him for not being Hillary;-)
I went to bed at 10, with Obama ahead and woke at 2 a.m. wanting to run to the computer. I resisted until 4 a.m. when I got up and made a pot of tea while watching Obama’s acceptance speech on C-SPAN. It made me cry. I have so much hope for our country now. Things are bad in Detroit, and everyone says we haven’t hit bottom yet. But I think that with this new president, we will be fine. We matter to him. You can see it in his face.
And I love it that I met my goal of 70,000 words plus this morning, right after I watched history being made. It’s a good day.
The real motivator I remember from the one time I participated in National Novel Writing Month (starts today! good luck to y’all!) was that I kept a daily word count. I’ve been doing that again with my revision sessions and just seeing the new words pile up inspires me to keep going for another chapter, even if I feel like stopping for the day.
Today I got another 1000 new words into just under 20 pages of revision. At this rate, I will have the words I need in three more days. However, I’ll still need at least all of next week and possibly the weekend to revise and then reread the whole ms. again before I send it off.
I still have my superstition about sending mss. out in December (crazy-busy month for everyone including editors) so if my luck holds I’ll be three weeks ahead of the holiday frenzy.