I’m getting there with the NaNoWriMo challenge, I am definitely committed to achieving my goal of 50,000 words by November 30th. Yesterday while watching a Sunday morning political program, I almost never watch them because I get mad at them, the host Bob Schieffer had a panel of book writers, writers who don’t just write one book but many, many more. There was one who is relatively well known David Baldicci, who has written twenty five books. Heavens to Betsy, I am struggling with writing for more than two hours at a time and these writers churn them out out like little cakes out of a baking machine. I am hideously jealous of them, not so much for their obvious talent but the seemingly ease at which their words flow.
I powered through 10,000 words today. I am not going to lie, it was hard. I took the usual breaks, eating, walking Jack several times, bathroom breaks and feeding the stove firewood breaks. It wasn’t until the last thousand words that it graduated to impossibly hard. I am not exaggerating one iota, I nodded off three times while I was typing. I was dreaming the story and it got confused so that Is what woke me up, I think, I knew I had fallen asleep because my fingers were still moving and typing gobbly gook and my head violently snapped up and I deleted the meaningless string of letters. It then happened again and then again, at this point I was at 46,760 and I was thinking, I am going to do this, I am going to get to 47,000.
Tomorrow, the goal I have set for myself is the remaining 3000 words and then upload them to the NaNoWriMo website and I will break out into a little dance. My brain is now mush, after I publish this post I am going to watch one of my favorite shows, Bones and then go to sleep.