APR. 26TH – 2,077 WORDS
This morning was really a test, let me tell ya. The guy I went to high school with (mentioned him earlier) sat in my seat at Jumpin’ Java. And, I know technically it’s not my seat, but come on. Due to my OCB, my comfort zone was all off. I kept trying to concentrate on writing, but kept wondering if he did it on purpose! Even had his pen and paper writing himself. We never talked in high school, so why would he try to get my attention now? I pondered this the whole time because I couldn’t really focus even through I jotted words on the paper.
Then, oh my goodness, I ordered my peanut butter and jelly; it had a big, ole, nasty pickle on the plate taunting me. Anyone who knows me, knows how much I hate pickles. If I smell them, I lose my appetite. Ugh so gross. I threw my food away, and pickle juice fell onto my foot (I wore flip-flops). I almost threw up; you have no idea how bad it was today, smelling pickle all day. Couldn’t wash my foot because I didn’t have lotion–can’t walk around with one ashy foot.
Plus, I was still sick. Could my day get any worse? If I could write a little over 1,000 words through all of those distractions, then I can only imagine how productive I can be when putting my head down and getting to work. During my lunch break, I wrote also. Had lost my appetite from the medicine I was taking. I figured the more I wrote now, the less I’d have to write at home. I was so tired and just wanted to go to bed (after Vampire Diaries of course).
By the time I reached home, I had already jotted down about 1,182 words. So I sucked it up and wrote more. I’m at a scene that really interests me. The characters finally came across the first dead body. Dun, dun, dun…I think I stalled writing that part because I figured once I get to the killings, it’s basically a straight shot. And, I’ll be done my story in a short amount of time. I think the days left of NaNo I should finish at the right mark, instead of finishing early.
APR. 25TH – 0 WORDS
I debated all day if I wanted to write or not because I was in excruciating pain! I’m very sensitive to pain (can be a big baby even); that’s why I’m proud of myself for not crying when I got my tattoo on my hand. Anyway, my mind focused on feeling miserable and I couldn’t get out of my funk.
No writing in the morning. Once I got home, I went straight to bed, telling myself I need the day off. I’ll just make up word count over the weekend. I mean I know it’s in me to bust out over 3,000 words if I want to in a day. Of course, I woke up for an hour to watch Law and Order: SVU, then went straight back to sleep. I could’ve written during that hour, but didn’t feel like it.
So yes, I managed to get two zero word counts for this whole NaNo challenge. Hopefully, there won’t be any more. I probably jinxed myself hee hee.
P.S. Since this writing challenge is almost over, I’ve been browsing AW and blogs again to look for more books for my reading challenge. I still have to read that fantasy book someone recommended a long time ago–haven’t forgotten about it. I’m cheap; I can’t lie, so it’s taking all of me to consider paying $9.99 to $11.99 for a fiction book. Been browsing Goodreads too, so will consider books from there as well (will start a different category after my first book review from this site).
APR. 24TH – 1,857 WORDS
At Jumpin Java, I met with Robin and Melissa again. Instead of my usual peanut butter sandwich, I ordered a turkey one. Big mistake–the meat was fine, but whatever fancy bagel they put it on was disgusting. It’s not their fault that I’m a picky eater; lesson learned: stick with what I know I like.
No writing again in the morning, but we talked about the stories we’re submitting to the writing contest (due by May 1st). So it was still a productive day, offering critiques. I saw another guy I had graduated with; he sat right next to our table. Once again, what do you say to someone you haven’t seen in over 12 years? Speaking of high school, today I visited Jefferson to attend my brother’s track meeting. They are on their way to Charleston for Regionals. Good luck Cougars!!!
I was so out of my element today because I only had 4 pages left of my notebook, and all my pens dried up. I hate writing in pencil–everything smears. Besides, since I have OCB, I need routine and order to feel comfortable. So, I stalled as long as possible to be honest. I didn’t want to write anything today until I went to the store and brought more pens.
Eventually, I started my NaNo story at 8:30 PM, but I was relaxed and wasn’t worried about word count. I could just make it up over the weekend. I did have a brain fart. I was at 1650 words, and my dumbass comprehended that I needed to write a lot more when I was only 16 away. So I wrote way more than I intended to do, considering I didn’t want to begin in the first place hee hee.
I did reach a philosophical moment though. Yesterday, I just wanted to reach 600 extra words because I was already at 1,000. I wrote and wrote, reaching about 1,900 accidentally. This NaNo challenge is helping me get over the hurdle of word count. I’m writing because I enjoy it, like where my story is going, and motivated to write. Not because of a quota. It was cool beans realizing that!
APR. 23RD – 1,903 WORDS
Maybe I was burnt out from the weekend, but it took me way longer to reach my word count goal. I had started at 6:45 PM. For some reason, my mind kept wandering. I’m just happy that I made it past the 2 weeks because those couple of days I was going to quit! Matt, the reporter, said he tried NaNo a long time ago and quit during the 2nd week. I didn’t even know that he liked to write fiction. You learn something new about someone everyday.
This story started out as a drama–my writing style–but now, it’s turned dark and edgy. I don’t know if female readers will like that too much. Yet, it’s so much fun to write, to get inside these characters’ heads knowing I’d never act that way. It’s kind of creeping me out hee hee.
I hope I don’t create all the cliches without realizing it. I can confidentally say that NO characters will fall while being chased! That annoys me to no end whenever I watch that scene in a horror movie…
APR. 22ND – 2,045 WORDS
I started at 2:45 PM today and ended at 8:30 PM, of course, taking breaks in between. I’m not Wonder Woman; plus, I have a short attention span. My timeline is kind of wonky. How can one person be at two different places at the same time? And how can characters be accused of being the last one alone with the 1st victim when eyewitnesses can say otherwise? It’s not like anyone’s stupid or can be easily brainwashed.
I’m experimenting and playing with situations now. I’ll have to take out what doesn’t work in revisions. Thank goodness I’m just going with the flow; otherwise, I’d be completely stuck. So far, I”ve hardly stuck to my plot outline from the beginning hee hee.
With my first sex in earlier chapters, I had debated if I wanted to include those type of scenes in my story (it’s not romance). With two of them, I just fast-forwarded to the end of the lovemaking when both are lying down in total ecstaty. So with the sex scene in Chapter Five, I wanted to play around with it to see if it feels out of place in this mystery/suspense.
Then it dawned on me–what constitutes horror? I mean characters get brutually murdered in this story. Does that count? I’ll have to research later. If this ventures way beyond women’s fiction genre, then I’ll have to consider using a pen name.
P.S. I’m so proud of myself that I’m caught up now. No more being behind on my goal for word count!
APR. 21ST – 3,806 WORDS
I had woken up at 1 AM causing me to produce a word count of 599. And, it’s not even like I set out to do that before going back to bed. It just happened. I wrote until I dosed off.
I didn’t start again until 6 PM. I started to feel better about the NaNo process again. Feeling motivated, it was easy for me to bang out a lot of words today. It probably helped that it was rainy and dreary outside–I listened to the rain drops steady rhythm.
Reaching Chapter Five, the situations are set up in the afternoon and evening at the cabin for everyone to wile out and have fun. If only the characters would listen. At the lake, the killer(s) joked about the elaborate plan of what would be done to everyone. Friends or not, sometimes you gotta take things seriously and pay attention.
I steadily wrote all night, so I knew I was on a roll and it felt so good! Reaching 3,000 words is not an impossible feat….
APR. 20TH – 1,098 WORDS
I felt much better after my talk with Melissa and Robin. What a relief. In the morning, Melissa had said that it’s not about the word count (you can always postpone the deadline date), it’s about producing a final novel eventually.
- As long as I don’t quit, then I’m good. Melissa had felt the blues during the first week while I was motivated. Now, it’s reversed, and Robin and I are on the same page. She’s a great vent partner hee hee. I think if I focus more on how much the story is developing instead of just word count, then I’ll be out of my funk soon.
It’s so much fun talking about our stories; I can’t wait to read theirs. We didn’t get any writing accomplished at Jumpin’ Java, but the morning was still very productive. Melissa had a great idea where she suggested I should write an epilogue at the end instead of just leaving the last person dead. This way police can come in and scan the crime scene and provide false assumptions of what they think happened over that dreadful weekend.
I was a little distracted because I thought I saw Drew Stanley sitting at the other table. We graduated together, but I didn’t want to make an ass out of myself by saying “hi” if he didn’t remember me. I wasn’t exactly Miss Popular. Besides what do you say to someone you haven’t seen in 12 years?
I didn’t start working on my NaNo story until 6 PM, and I’m disappointed to report another low word count. Having a headache, I fell asleep early again. I meant to only take a nap but didn’t wake up until 1 AM (so started writing then where I wrote 599 words. If I would’ve woken up sooner, I would’ve been cool beans).
I’m mad that I didn’t mention my story progress for Day 10–my bad for venting too much. The scenes I had written yesterday where very emotional. Rae and Kenan (siblings) had a bonding moment in the front yard before entering the cabin. 10 years ago–Kenan was 18 while Rae was 15–robbers broke in and terrorized the family. They had tied the two teens up in the living room; they had to watch their mom and dad be gutted, cut limb to limb, etc. So naturally, brother and sister have issues before walking into their vacation home. The only reason they’re there is because Naomi convinced the group of friends they needed to hang out on a 3-day vacation. Dun, dun, dun…