This is the last day of CampNaNoWriMo which challenges writers to complete 50,000 words of a novel during the month of July. I don’t like the whole ‘winner’ moniker, but mission duly accomplished.
This is the last day of CampNaNoWriMo which challenges writers to complete 50,000 words of a novel during the month of July. I don’t like the whole ‘winner’ moniker, but mission duly accomplished.
With five days remaining, I have topped 40,000 words. The month’s progress as evidenced by the helpful little chart is more erratic than I would have hoped, but certainly more focused than I had expected.
I am battling an addiction. Like any potent drug, it’s become an indelible part of me. Test my bones and you will find traces there. I was exposed to this compulsion in early childhood and I still remember how it harnessed the passion of my teenage years. In the decades since, I’ve often broken the …
I’d hoped to hit 20,000, but 17,000 will do for now. What is more important is that my rambling prose is finally piecing together the fractured hero of my novel. I can hear him now.
I have passed 10,000 words. This feels like a significant marker, although I know it’s just as arbitrary as any number. Perhaps it’s the presence of the extra zero that adds a certain weight to my efforts. Or perhaps it’s the fact that I can see it in terms of 20%. What’s the significance of …
Write when you don’t know from what dried up source it might come. Write when the screen is blank and forbidding. Write when the words simply halt and falter. Write when the keys feel unfamiliar. Just write.
I’m diving in. 50,000 words of a novel during the month of July. Who’s with me?
Runcibility 