Writing Journal

Got my library card tonight!
Because tonight's write in is at the local library I've been meaning to stop in and visit since I got my newly addressed driver's license in August.

Feeling blocked, though.  And tired.  I'm not even halfway through.  I'm not even at 20k.  I was hoping to be tonight, but I'm just feeling that the whole thing is stagnant.  I want Rose to spend more time in New York, but I also want her to have more time.  More time to do more with her life.  I guess I'm going to have to cut out her trip abroad, unless maybe she takes a short one with Bella.

Crap.  I'm kind of writing a clean version of Summer Sisters, a Judy Blume book that my mom bought for me without vetting it.  At least, I thought so.  After reading, or starting to read, something she recommended to me once, I'm not so sure anymore.  So much smut.


Anyway, I can't figure out what I want to happen next to my character.  I feel like she's ready to go back to the Midwest, but I'm not ready for her to leave Mona.  I'm also not ready for her sister-in-law to die, either.  That's what my original catalyst was for her to move back, but now I'm not so sure.  Maybe now it could be that Mona dies.  I think that works better.  Then she can live with her dad and unofficial stepmom until her sister-in-law dies.

Craaaaapppp!!!  I love Mona!  I don't want her to die, but I don't think I've written enough about her to make her death meaningful to readers.  Looks like I'll be taking a poddy break and working on that while I sort things out.

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I finally broke 10k on my NaNo today!
And I'm ready for bed now.  Only had 5k iU of Vitamin D and forty minutes of light therapy.
I also realized that I do better in the mornings at work if I've been up and working towards alert for a while. I'll probably do one more sprint.  Maybe try and get to a word count goal.  At least half of the "write this many words per day to finish on time" goal.  Which works out to writing until my total is 12,078. Ish.  Maybe 11,078.  That seems less intimidating. 

Until then, I'm going to do things like go to the bathroom, spin my Givling, and pack my lunch for tomorrow.  (We're at a pizza place.  I got a 10" so I don't have to do anything for it tomorrow.)

My MC is still at home.  She hasn't graduated high school yet.  Her brother hasn't got married and had kids, she hasn't finished her culinary degree in New York, her sister in law hasn't died, her best friend hasn't gotten married....She hasn't gotten married or divorced.  I keep getting caught up in being wordy about each scene.

Whatever.  I've made a new friend who told me about a website that provides an opportunity to write stories for money.  Hoping I can do that well enough that I can get by working part time and afford insurance on my own.  Or finding some place that offers insurance to it's part time employees.  Because I doubt I'm going to find a husband with such benefits at this stage of my life.

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Still plugging along at NaNo.  Still haven't hit 10k yet.  Facebook memories tells me that some years, I've been only at 2k at this point but have been at 20k other years. 

I ain't too worried.  I'll be able to make more write ins this week, which always help my word count.  Hoping to be at 40k by the time I head to Wisconsin for the holiday, which falls early this year.  I'll have the full four days off, but will use all of them to travel.  Might come up with some ideas, but probably won't write them.

Hoping this hangnail and torn nail problem can stop happening.  Bring it on in December.

I've developed a knack for missing NaNo Word Sprints on Twitter.  One just started.  Adios.

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At my second "off campus" write-in for the day.

Got ready to join in on a Twitter word sprint, starting at :55.  My laptop died at :54.  Frustrated, I refilled my drink and headed home.  Forced myself to write until the drink was gone, then I could go play with my yarn.  Worked well enough.  Technically doubled my word count.

Now I'm at my regular Saturday night location.  Yet again, waiting forever for service.  I get that we're regulars and most of us are pretty chill about being left.  She just came in and said that the manager keeps sending her to other tables.  They do look much busier than normal.

We're also much busier than normal in here, and it's probably going to irritate me if I don't get some music in my ears soon.  It's not just the volume of bodies, but the volume of the voices who have arrived.

Never thought I'd be hoping for my food to take a long time.  At least the lady I'm sharing a table with is nice, quiet, and interesting.  Haven't caught her name yet, though.  Maybe by the end of the night.

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Last night's attempt at NaNoing was a failure.  Not an epic one, but a failure nonetheless.  I live in northern Omaha proper but work in Bellevue, which is attached at the south side.  It's about a 25 minute drive since I'm heading the opposite of traffic.  I have a friend who lives in Bellevue who wanted to get together last night at 6 for an old lady's night in.  She was working on an embroidery project and I always have a blanket I can take with.  (It was the friend who taught me how to crochet.) 

I figured that'd be perfect!  I got off at 4:30 and could stop at Panera to write for at least an hour before heading over to her place for dinner. 

Wrong.

To be fair, the plan was perfect, but the execution was not.  See, I had forgotten to plug my laptop in to charge overnight after Thursday's attempt at a write-in.  And my computer has gotten worse in it's old age about giving me a warning when I'm working and the battery is low.  Thankfully I had my iPad with me, so I was able to do a bit of research/prep before my dinner bell rang.  On the plus side, I have more prepped.  Need to translate it into text from the handwritten, though.

At Panera now, looking to write at least an hour and get to 4k from 233 before I head back home to work on some crochet and grab a midday meal.  I had wanted to get up early enough to hit up the bank and grab some Panera breakfast, but I didn't.  Oh, well.  Once I eat some more of my bagel, I'll take my vitamin and get going now that my fingers are warmed up.  (Although, my wrist is hurting from about two hours of crochet last night and I don't think I have a brace with me.  Will have to add one to my bag for NaNo tonight.

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So NaNoWriMo begins!

I fell asleep and stayed that way on the couch all night and missed a first-chance write in.  Also woke up too late/lethargic to pump out a few quick words before work. Currently getting things squared away to participate in the first write-in.  I severely tore my right thumbnail and left pinky nail at the beginning of this week, so my typing shall be a bit halted.

Last night, I signed my dad up for nanowrimo.org.  He is working on a baseball book, an account of either one particular team or one decade, I can't remember which.  Since his work is all on a desktop and he gets nervous about social situations (honestly, the more I talk to him, the more I'm convinced he's at least a little bit autistic) I didn't overwhelm him with the social aspect of NaNo.  I think the internet accountability will be enough for him.

Well, my danish is gone, so my prep time is up.
haha....prep time!  I failed at PrepMo.  Hardly done a thing.  Looks like I'm pantsing it this year.  I'll blame the adjusting to a new job/schedule while making sure (often failing) to keep up with my Vitamin D.