Week two, supposedly the hardest week, is over. It was rough, but it could have been worse. Much worse. Like little to no writing done worse.
Thing is I always feel like the last week of the month is the busiest for me and therefore the hardest. Let me know I’m not alone.
I hope Camp has been good to you and your novel has been too.
Keep writing. Push through. We’re halfway there.
Throw a party—your definition of one—to reward yourself. Don’t forget to invite me.
Seriously though if you can get through week two of NaNo, you can get through anything.
I thought I’d share a bit about my current project because I haven’t really talked about it.
What is it called?
I haven’t thought of a title yet.
What is it about?
I’m going to give generalities rather than particulars or specifics because I’m still writing the first draft and things change all the time. The story revolves around relationships binding a family together and how love can push people away yet bring them together at the same time.
I thought it was going to be YA, but it’s turning into a more mature read. So OYA? Older young adult.
First person but the chapters alternate in viewpoints between a few of my characters.
Who’s the main character?
An eighteen year old girl. Names are tentative and subject to change at any notice. I’m calling her Lily as of right now.
Who’s your favourite character?
I like writing Andy’s parts. He’s a young boy who takes more than he should. I’m leaving it at that.
Favourite sentence or passage so far?
Completely unedited: “I feel like I’m suffocating. But maybe drowning is the better word.“
I’d love to know more about your current project. Create a blog post about it or leave a comment down below.
You’re working on something, right? I’m kidding. Of course you are. You’re a writer after all.
Happy Canada Day. I know most of you are from the United States. Send your love up north.
Happy first day of Camp. And by Camp, I mean NaNoWriMo. What else could I possibly mean?
Happy creative ice cream flavours day. Did you know about that? Because I didn’t until now.
Happy first day of July. Unless you’re reading this next June. If you are, hey you. How’s 2016 treating you?
Happy birthday to those of you who happen to be born today. I don’t wish many people happy birthday so be grateful.
I’ve used the word ‘happy’ way too many times in this post. Just know I’m wishing you all the best and I wish I could shower all of you with happiness.
Where did June go? This time next month, I’ll be asking the same about July. I can guarantee you that much.
Today or whenever you happen to be reading this is a good time to sit down and write. As long as you do, you’ll have more words to your name than what you started with.
Whether or not you’re taking part in this year’s Camp, I wish you good luck. Remember I’m sending positive vibes your way.
I hope to see all of you on July 31st with some words written somewhere. Don’t disappoint although I know you won’t.
Happy writing. Please don’t neglect your blogs (too much). I plan on reading your posts when I’m not writing.
I still can’t believe that in less than three hours, May will officially commence. Depending on where you live, it might not be April anymore.
Sadly Camp NaNoWriMo is also over/will be over very shortly. Kudos to everyone who participated. Congratulations to everyone who won.
In case anyone was wondering, I started off with an idea for a novel. Then I started working on a whole bunch of short stories and essays. So it’s hard to gauge exactly how many words I wrote this past month. Suffice to say I did a lot of writing. And I hope you did as well. Sometime in the future I plan on coming back to the novel. A moment ago, I opened the document and fell in love with the characters all over again. What can I say? Many fictional characters have stolen my heart.
Let May be just as productive as April—if not more so.
For some reason or many reasons, I have been struggling with Camp NaNoWriMo this year. Shocking, huh? As much as I hate to say it, the stress is starting to get to me.
I know it’s only been three days, but I’m already behind on my word count. Like way behind. Like last in a race. Near the starting point. Barely moved at all. That’s how behind I am.
Stress makes me melodramatic. More melodramatic than I usually am anyway.
In other news, have a Good Friday. Enjoy your Easter weekend no matter what you’re doing or not doing.
Promise me you’ll keep writing.
And blogging. I swear I enjoy reading your posts.
So the week leading up to April can be summed up like this: I don’t want to talk to anyone, I don’t want to go anywhere, I don’t want to do anything.
Who am I kidding? That’s me all the time. But this condition worsens before, during, and even after NaNoWriMo. If you think about it, nine months out of the twelve, I spend most of my day at home. I’d be lying if I said I spent most of my time writing.
There’s a reason I don’t have many friends. Instead of going out every week, I’m writing.
I don’t feel like I’m missing out.