I feel like I wrote forever today. It was actually only two hours, but it seemed longer than that. Isn't it weird how that works?
Some days, you'll write for 2 hours and think you've only been writing a few minutes. Other times you'll write for 2 hours and feel like it's forever. It's one of those mysteries of life... like where the socks go when they disappear from the dryer, or why we repeatedly run the same thing over with the vacuum cleaner when it didn't pick it up on the first or second pass. Mind boggling.
But in a good way. The writing today went fairly well. I'm not 100% satisfied, but I did get the section down, regardless of if it needs heavy editing later on. We're getting closer and closer every day.
Over the next few days, we will be approaching the story from individual sides. Caelen and Mira aren't going to have much interaction in the next sections. Actually, they won't have any.
Kai is coming to "move in" with me tomorrow through Thanksgiving and Chelle's mom will be coming home on military leave (yay!!) so it worked out really well that we hit this point in the story today. We can write at our own pace without worrying that we're holding the other up.
We wrote out an outline for the rest of the scenes last night so we'd each know what's occuring with the other and it's pretty cool. And just as awesome, it puts me on track to finish up right around 50,000 individual words. That's great!
We approached the month with the goal of 25,000 individual words. I passed that a little over 9,000 words ago. :) It's a good feeling to actually surpass a writing goal after the fits and starts that have been my writing life in the last two years. It's been such slow going that actually breezing (more or less) through NaNo is amazeballs (holla Cyn & Jessica!)
Oh! I scrapped the 950 word section from yesterday. I hated it. But, it didn't matter much. My word count for today was 3,318. Less the 950, it still put me over word count; by nearly 1000 words actually. :)
Anyway, busy busy few days ahead. And Loshie is sick again, poor love. Not sure what's wrong with him, but he's on the way to the Doctor now and we're thinking kidney infection or similar. Every time the poor baby tried to lay down last night, he'd sit up crying and pointing to his stomach and tell his mommy it was broke. And then he'd say "pee" and want to be cathed. And sis would get nothing when she tried to cath. So, he was really miserable all night and not feeling much better today. Keep him in your thoughts, please!
Sentences of the Day:
"They've been seeing each other, Miss Porter," Nancy Golden stepped up right beside Mira, shuffling her off to the side of the podium, "every day for the last week. I think the question you mean to ask, though, is how long have they been sleeping together. Am I correct?"
xoxo,
Fallon
Today: 3,318 words (minus the 950 for yesterday... so 2,368)
My Total: 34,257 (excludes the 950)
Combined Total: 63,609 words (ecluding the 950) (*squee*)
Friday, November 20, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Today was Rough Writing (Day 19)
The writing today did not go well. I managed an entire 950 words. Yeah, pretty pathetic. But, I was ahead 900 some odd words, so at least I'm not behind as a result of the hot mess that was writing today.
We have everything in motion in the story and now I'm just not sure how to go about writing it. We're speeding along toward the conclusion. I know what needs to happen. But actually getting it to happen? Yeah... not so easy even with a solid plot.
Or maybe it's just because I'm so sleepy today. I was up until the wee hours of the otherside of the butt crack of dawn. Maybe nappage is necessary today.
But whatever the case... here's a couple sentences for the day. They are the least bad sentences.
“I’ll do better than that,” Mindy promised falsely sweet, surprising him yet again with her ability to switch modes so quickly and completely. “Poor little Mira. Maybe I’ll send her a parting gift. Do you think flowers would do?”
xoxo,
Fallon
Today: 950 Words
My Total: 31,889 words
Combined (less Chelle): 60,077 words
We have everything in motion in the story and now I'm just not sure how to go about writing it. We're speeding along toward the conclusion. I know what needs to happen. But actually getting it to happen? Yeah... not so easy even with a solid plot.
Or maybe it's just because I'm so sleepy today. I was up until the wee hours of the otherside of the butt crack of dawn. Maybe nappage is necessary today.
But whatever the case... here's a couple sentences for the day. They are the least bad sentences.
“I’ll do better than that,” Mindy promised falsely sweet, surprising him yet again with her ability to switch modes so quickly and completely. “Poor little Mira. Maybe I’ll send her a parting gift. Do you think flowers would do?”
xoxo,
Fallon
Today: 950 Words
My Total: 31,889 words
Combined (less Chelle): 60,077 words
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Day 18 is a Weird Day... and I Heart Chelle
My entire day feels weird. Sis and the kiddos stayed the night. Losh had an appointment at 8:30 this morning and trying to get him up, dressed and out of the house in time to drive 60 miles is not a fun thing. So... sleepover!
We had fun. Ate spaghetti. Made pies. Played games. It was good times.
Since she had to have him at the doctor at 8:30, I got up crazy early to watch the other two, who decided to sleep in. So, I wrote. And had 2500 words by the time they rolled out of bed at 9:00 and 9:30 this morning. Now I have nothing to do until work this evening and it just feels strange. Good, but strange :)
The writing itself went really well. Chelle and I talked about it briefly last night so I knew going in this morning exactly what needed to happen. It was easy enough to get down on paper (or screen as the case was). And we answered the age old sex question too. I think it works really well the way we opted to go with it. :)
On a not related to the sex answer note, Caelen is having a better day than he expected. Sort of. He made an apology. He did a little begging. And he's finally feeling hopeful. Of course, Mira is kind of ticked at him at the moment so that might not last very long, but he'll take it for now :)
I have no idea what we plan to do with the story once we write it. We never really though that far ahead. It was more like...
"Group project?"
"Sounds good."
"Whatcha wanna do?"
"Don't care."
"Me either."
"Sounds good."
Okay, so maybe not exactly like that. We contemplated the Red Hot Fairy Tale Contest, but the story is a) too long and b) not red hot enough. But whatever. We'll figure it out.
That's one of the things I love about Chelle. She's as content at winging it as am I. We're winging it pro's. We're as happy taking it a step at a time as we are planning it all out, depending on what's happening. It makes writing with her, working with her at ProU, or whatever a lot of fun.
But, I'm rambling now and my nap do be awaiting!
Today's Blurb:
"Good," Timothy nodded savagely. "You don't deserve her."
"You don't think I don't know that?" Caelen scowled up at him. "I'm not good enough for her and I probably never will be. But, I don't want her hurt because of me either. And no matter how this plays out, if I sleep with Mindy or not, she will be hurt. I can't, I won't allow that."
"Well said, Mr. Worden," Mrs. Golden murmured. "But what makes you so sure she would be hurt if you slept with Mindy?"
"I see the way she looks at me. I feel the way she kisses me. She may never feel for me what I feel for her," Caelen answered truthfully, "but she feels enough that it makes a difference."
xoxo,
Fallon
Today: 2,504 words
My Total: 30939 words
Combined Total (less Chelle): 57,812
We had fun. Ate spaghetti. Made pies. Played games. It was good times.
Since she had to have him at the doctor at 8:30, I got up crazy early to watch the other two, who decided to sleep in. So, I wrote. And had 2500 words by the time they rolled out of bed at 9:00 and 9:30 this morning. Now I have nothing to do until work this evening and it just feels strange. Good, but strange :)
The writing itself went really well. Chelle and I talked about it briefly last night so I knew going in this morning exactly what needed to happen. It was easy enough to get down on paper (or screen as the case was). And we answered the age old sex question too. I think it works really well the way we opted to go with it. :)
On a not related to the sex answer note, Caelen is having a better day than he expected. Sort of. He made an apology. He did a little begging. And he's finally feeling hopeful. Of course, Mira is kind of ticked at him at the moment so that might not last very long, but he'll take it for now :)
I have no idea what we plan to do with the story once we write it. We never really though that far ahead. It was more like...
"Group project?"
"Sounds good."
"Whatcha wanna do?"
"Don't care."
"Me either."
"Sounds good."
Okay, so maybe not exactly like that. We contemplated the Red Hot Fairy Tale Contest, but the story is a) too long and b) not red hot enough. But whatever. We'll figure it out.
That's one of the things I love about Chelle. She's as content at winging it as am I. We're winging it pro's. We're as happy taking it a step at a time as we are planning it all out, depending on what's happening. It makes writing with her, working with her at ProU, or whatever a lot of fun.
But, I'm rambling now and my nap do be awaiting!
Today's Blurb:
"Good," Timothy nodded savagely. "You don't deserve her."
"You don't think I don't know that?" Caelen scowled up at him. "I'm not good enough for her and I probably never will be. But, I don't want her hurt because of me either. And no matter how this plays out, if I sleep with Mindy or not, she will be hurt. I can't, I won't allow that."
"Well said, Mr. Worden," Mrs. Golden murmured. "But what makes you so sure she would be hurt if you slept with Mindy?"
"I see the way she looks at me. I feel the way she kisses me. She may never feel for me what I feel for her," Caelen answered truthfully, "but she feels enough that it makes a difference."
xoxo,
Fallon
Today: 2,504 words
My Total: 30939 words
Combined Total (less Chelle): 57,812
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
I Cry Wrote Today! (Day 17)
It's a busy day here. A lot is going on. And it's Prematurity Awareness Day; so that's kind of priority on the blog today!
Anyway, the writing went wellish today. We're doing last minute ending things (like plotting out how we want the rest of this to unfold), so I kind of winged it until we know for sure what direction we're going. Once we know that... we'll be all set! It feels strange to be working on the end of a novel halfway through NaNo. How often does that happen?
The entire scene today had me sniffling and attempting to write through a haze of sappy tears. But, that's all you get to know until it's finished because I'm not sure if we're keeping it just yet (and if we do... it's still a secret!) :)
Your sentence today is:
"I was regretting not drinking myself into believing that letting you go isn't going to kill me. It is, you know," he could feel her eyes on him, feel her wonder. "Going to kill me, I mean."
You get the gist, I'm sure! :)
xoxo,
Fallon
Today: 1,032 words
My Total: 28,435 words
Combined Total (less C's Day 17): 54,352 words
Don't forget that it's Prematurity Awareness Day or that you can win Season 1 of Angel by blogging today! Write your blog and get me your link one way or another :)
Anyway, the writing went wellish today. We're doing last minute ending things (like plotting out how we want the rest of this to unfold), so I kind of winged it until we know for sure what direction we're going. Once we know that... we'll be all set! It feels strange to be working on the end of a novel halfway through NaNo. How often does that happen?
The entire scene today had me sniffling and attempting to write through a haze of sappy tears. But, that's all you get to know until it's finished because I'm not sure if we're keeping it just yet (and if we do... it's still a secret!) :)
Your sentence today is:
"I was regretting not drinking myself into believing that letting you go isn't going to kill me. It is, you know," he could feel her eyes on him, feel her wonder. "Going to kill me, I mean."
You get the gist, I'm sure! :)
xoxo,
Fallon
Today: 1,032 words
My Total: 28,435 words
Combined Total (less C's Day 17): 54,352 words
Don't forget that it's Prematurity Awareness Day or that you can win Season 1 of Angel by blogging today! Write your blog and get me your link one way or another :)
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