Nothing but rain and more rain.
I am an author. Did I say that right? I am an author. Hard to believe. Every year I participate in Nanowrimo and write a story. I have written three novels that are all in various drafts. I did that. I am an author. It’s hard to believe that I wrote them. I look at my drafts and smile, reminding myself that it’s achievable. I have to remind myself because there are times when I believe I suck and that I could not possibly be an author. When I sit to write a new story I am amazed that I can not get the first sentence out. When I sit to write a new story I am frustrated that writer’s block has pushed me in a corner. Then I look at the drafts of novels I have written and remind myself that I am an author. I get back on my keyboard and try again.
I think I can. I think I can…..write.
To get somewhere, you have to start somewhere. Never give up. Be an author.
Guess what I am doing? I’m surfing the web like I have nothing else to do. Why? Because I finished my novel. A great weight of urgency gone from my chest. I can now breathe. Writing the novel was a wonderful experience. My mind really opened itself up. Especially during the times it became difficulty to get the words out. My wife said she found a really nice notebook for me to store my novel. Just adorable. Lucky to be alive. In the meantime, I will be catching up on my Star Trek. Congratulations to those who reached the 50K mark!
Sitting at Panera’s Bread trying for the first time onion soup. I hope it’s good. I need something to give me a boost for today. I only have my phone so I have half an hour before my meeting to get some words down for my book. Then tonight it’s on like Donkey Kong. Signing out until then. Happy writing.
It’s 1am and I am wide awake. What is keeping me awake? Nanowrimo. I am now obsessed with writing my story. I forced myself to bed to get rest. Terrible headache. I still have it. It makes it hard to write. So I’m under my covers writing a blog post. I think I’m stressing out as well. I have a lot to do tomorrow and all I want to do is write. I’ve ignored the dishes, laundry and bathing my dog. I believe it will get worse by mid November. By the end of the month my house will look like a hoarder’s house and I’ll be sleeping on a cat piss covered mattress on the floor but guess what? I’ll have my novel finished. Or at least hit 50,000 word. Oh my goodness. I think sandman has finally sprinkled sand in my eyes. Is sleep really going to happen? Zzzz. Goodnight writers.
Okay boys and girls it is time for Nanowrimo and I am ready to write. It is Halloween night, the candy has been giving out I’m on my second beer. I’m eating grapes and I hope my headache don’t come back. Did I do outline? Not really. I did do an assload of scenes. I’m very happy about that because at least I know what’s going on for my story. least I got somewhere to start for my story. Now the question is am I going to start writing tonight at midnight or will I wait until tomorrow to write it. It depends on how drunk I get and if I pass out or how drunk I get and if I can write. I don’t know. We’ll see but I do want to wish everyone a Happy Halloween. Eat lots of candy and have a sugar fix. Enjoy yourself take care.
Well, I worked on my outline and I have good news and bad news. The good news is I work them outline. Bad news is I didn’t get very far. But no worries because I have something on paper. I have an idea of where things are going. My only concern is I hope that I had enough meat for the story. But I’m very positive that I can put out a lot this year. I have some things cooking in my head and I’m eager to put it down on paper. How about you? Are you working on an outline? How far have you gone on your outline? Let’s stick together, we could do this. I still consider myself a newbie even though I have been doing Nanowrimo for 4 years. So tell me what are your thoughts on how you write your novel. Outline or no outline? Take care and happy writing.
Nanowrimo is literally around the corner and I am stoked.
So stocked that I am having brain explosions. I’m like a boneless puppet getting her strings violently jerked around. Am I excited or is my anxiety heighten thus causing my Tourette’s to go crazy??? I say Yes to both! How am I dealing? How the fuck should I know. I can’t focus long enough to figure it out. Everyone in my head has an idea and they all want their turn to scream in the microphone. I was lucid enough to go to the store today and buy a couple of items for my NaNoWrimo Prep. I picked up a pack of pens, cue cards, post its, paperclips and Scotch tape. Why tape? I don’t know. It felt like a good idea at the time. Someone in my head wanted it so they got. When I use it I’ll let you know why.
I’ve been working on my outline all day. It hurt. It was painstakingly tedious but necessary. It will help me focus when it is time to write. This shit better work.