In approximately 2 weeks I will start writing my novel for National Novel Writing Month, or as it's more commonly known, NaNoWriMo. This will be my second attempt, my first attempt was last year and while I wrote a ridiculous amount of words, 16,250 to be exact. I was quite a bit short of the 50,000 words it takes to win.
I've taken a week of vacation in November for the express purpose of writing my novel.
This year I will win.
I am determined. I am driven. I am adamant. I am saying the same thing in different ways because I am also not sure what I'm going to do.
I have no plot. I have no main character. I have no conflict. I have nothing. Well I suppose that's not completely true... I have panic. I have nerves. I have apprehension. I have cold feet... And I have fear that the entire endeavor will end up an entire flop... like last year...
Darn you over thinking brain!
50,000 words. 1,667 words per day.
When you break it down it doesn't seem that scary. It truly doesn't... at least to me it doesn't... until I start thinking about my lack of plot, character, crisis, etc.
Where is my inspiration dammit!
Last year I jumped in, started a story, got stuck, hated it, started a new one, didn't totally feel the new story, get stuck, and finally quit writing when not even half way completed. This year I really wanted to be prepared. Ready.
So... 2 weeks... I can come up with an outline by then right? A plot? At least a character? Right?
Right?
Oh dear...
Much love.
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