Holy crap, the first week of NaNo is in the can.
And I’m still writing.
I’m so not a write-by-the-seat-of-my-pants kind of gal. I WANT to be a pantser but I’m not. I planned, I researched, I outlined, I read, I attended the prep sessions in my region.
By the 30th after changing the idea THREE times I was ready to write a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
No. That’s a big, fat lie. I was scared, giddy, WTF-ing all over the place. But determined.
As a first-timer taking on this challenge it find it has freed me. As I said I’m not a pantser. Honestly, I can’t see how this ridiculous deadline can be done by true-blue pantsers but I’ve read that it’s been done. *Cough* bullshit *cough*
I’ve got ideas on where I’m headed, I know how my story should end, but how I get there is surprising me. That’s sort of pantsing, right?
The act of creating the story where ANYTHING can happen has been joyous. For Pete’s sake I massacred a bunch of people in a ballroom and KILLED THE MAYOR OF CHICAGO! (jk, I love ya, Rahm, you mad, bro?)
BOOM! That’s the power of Nano. I get it now.
Did you write your MC into a literal corner and are now spending hours staring at the computer trying to figure it out? BOOM have the floor open up or the building explode or the MC flying through the window.
You can’t figure out what your MC would do next? BOOM have him/her do the least expected thing possible. MC is honest, upright citizen? Suddenly he runs down grandma in the street. You get the picture.
NaNoWriMo has freed my inner monster (in a good way, mostly, I think)
I’m at just under 20,000 words as of last night. To be honest I thought I’d be biting my nails, racking my brain, swearing, maybe even crying when I’m stuck after the first week. I’m sure that will happen but then I get to tell myself BOOM anything can happen.
I’m not sure what’s coming up the pike to bite my characters in the ass in Week Two but I’ll figure it out.
BOOM giant lake monster actually bites my character in the ass. Hmmm.