nano day 10
Nov. 10th, 2010 03:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jazzfishWord count: 8500, give or take.
Expected word count: 15000
Yeah, that looks about right. By the end of Day 1 I was slightly over my required word count ("required" average words per day to hit 50K by the end of the month), and it's been all downhill since then. I spent the evening of Day 2 engaged in conversation that was ultimately more important than noveling, and other days have involved Being Sociable and such in the evenings, and and and.
Oh well. This is exactly why I took tomorrow and Friday off, so I could sit down and just plain write for hours at a time. Or at least stare at Scrivener and push things around.
The real problem is that when I went to bed last night I was pretty much done with the setup for the plot, and now I have to figure out what to do with the actual plot itself. Which requires time spent composing but not actually writing. argh.
The process fascinates me. I'm writing crap. I know I'm writing crap. It takes conscious effort to keep writing forward, to not go back and fix the crap I'm writing. (I can't help myself in some cases, particularly where the structure's so bad that it's making the rest of the story unstable.) Of course, not letting myself worry about the sentence-level flaws just means I can see all the massive structural flaws. There may be something salvageable in this mess but I can't see it from here.
And I can't tell from here if it's being at all helpful. There are certainly days when I don't want to get up and go to work, I want to stay home and work on the novel. Which is a nice feeling. But in terms of encouraging me to finish writing things... I really don't know.
I guess I'll see in another twenty days.
Expected word count: 15000
Yeah, that looks about right. By the end of Day 1 I was slightly over my required word count ("required" average words per day to hit 50K by the end of the month), and it's been all downhill since then. I spent the evening of Day 2 engaged in conversation that was ultimately more important than noveling, and other days have involved Being Sociable and such in the evenings, and and and.
Oh well. This is exactly why I took tomorrow and Friday off, so I could sit down and just plain write for hours at a time. Or at least stare at Scrivener and push things around.
The real problem is that when I went to bed last night I was pretty much done with the setup for the plot, and now I have to figure out what to do with the actual plot itself. Which requires time spent composing but not actually writing. argh.
The process fascinates me. I'm writing crap. I know I'm writing crap. It takes conscious effort to keep writing forward, to not go back and fix the crap I'm writing. (I can't help myself in some cases, particularly where the structure's so bad that it's making the rest of the story unstable.) Of course, not letting myself worry about the sentence-level flaws just means I can see all the massive structural flaws. There may be something salvageable in this mess but I can't see it from here.
And I can't tell from here if it's being at all helpful. There are certainly days when I don't want to get up and go to work, I want to stay home and work on the novel. Which is a nice feeling. But in terms of encouraging me to finish writing things... I really don't know.
I guess I'll see in another twenty days.
