Sorry, forgot what I was doing there.
I know that it probably doesn't seem like much to celebrate, but I just have to take a moment today to give myself a woot woot for crossing the 15,000 word line. So in the spirit of NANOWRIMO, here it is. WOOT WOOT!!
Oh yeah, that felt great. Maybe I'll be daring and add another WOOT at 30,000 words.
In between trying to maintain marital bliss, a full-time job, a part-time job, a busy church calling and being a dad to four children, I have surprisingly found time to sit and write. I have been trying to set aside an hour each night to write. Crystyne does homework, and I, well I am left to the whims of my imagination as I delve into the depths of my literary masterwork (at least that is what I like to think it is).
NANOWRIMO (Nation Novel Writing Month) has given me the literal kick in the pants that has been long coming, forcing me to just sit down and write. There is no time for the inner editor. (He has been banished to the farthest reaches of the netherworld, only to return on pain of death. He shant show his face until the sun rises on December 1st.) Some days I find myself just staring at the screen. Soon I begin typing something small; a dialogue or a description of a place. Inspiration soon comes, born on the wings of a snow white dove, often well after I start writing. Soon the characters take over the story and run with it, bringing the world to life.
I am somewhat of a NANO rebel this year. That's right, I'm a bad boy. (For those of you that know me, you know just how ridiculous that statement is, but I digress.) Normally you would start a novel from scratch at the beginning of November. But finishing "The Archemist" has been and is one of my major goals (besides eating my weight in Maui Onion potato chips and finding out what the fox really does say). So my goal was to add 50,000 words to the already existing word count. That will put me somewhere around 90,000 words, which is exactly where I want to be.
Just a note on "The Archemist", ironically I set out to write a heist novel (I take inspiration from The Italian Job, love that movie. And those Mini-coopers are just sweeeeet), but the story has transformed as the spirit of NANOWRIMO invades my mind like a bolt of lightning from Zeus himself. It has morphed. There is more of a love story than I had originally intended. I'm not saying that it is a bad thing, just not what I had intended.
Stay tuned for more updates....
By the way did you know Old McDonald was a bad speller. Who would have thought?
My kids just love this commercial.