A Word-Filled Month or: God, he’s Crap With Blog TitlesPosted by dhoffman on November 2nd, 2009
An interesting (and, obviously, late) night of writing for me today.
I got started late, as we had people over playing boardgames this afternoon. We played three different games, I think, and the third one, Battlestar Galactica (with the new, Pegasus expansion) went until nearly nine o’clock at night.
Yowza.
We cleaned up a bit, I microwaved some leftovers and then, probably about eleven or so, I sat down to write.
It was a bit of a slow start.
Well, okay, that’s not fair. It wasn’t exactly a “slow start” — I started, I wrote, I rather enjoyed myself. About 800 words later, I had a neat little scene that did a lot of things I was looking to do.
Problem is, it was too cutesy. Too clever. Too self-conscious. Its the kind of scene that would only happen if it was a scene in a book.
So: gone. Buh-leeted.
I was able to salvage a handful of paragraphs, so I took those and went back to the drawing board. I thought about what I did that I’d enjoyed and how it didn’t work. I thought about how much of it didn’t work. Not because it was bad but because it was . . . is trite the right word? Maybe. It was obvious. It was weak. It might have been entertaining, but it needed to be more.
What I’ve got now, I think I like a lot more. Less artificial dialog. Less posturing. It’s lean and mean and it puts me in a nice place to pick things up tomorrow night.
So, that’s a good thing. Of course, it’s also ten after two in the morning (and remember, with daylight savings, that’s ten after THREE in the morning — thank goodness tomorrow I can get up — functionally — at seven in the morning) and that’s not such a good thing. I hate started the week out sleepy, but I’d hate more if I got a good night’s sleep but didn’t get any good work done.
This was for Chapter Thirteen. I didn’t write yesterday (Saturday) but I did write about two pages of notes on how I’m going to close this chapter out and move to Fourteen. A lot of what I came up with is stuff I should have thought of before. Needed to take a step back.
I’m hoping I’m in a good place here. It feels like I am. If it was only ten or even eleven at night, I might put a few more hours in and see where they take me.
Oh, and as it is, officially, November, I am, officially, skipping National Novel Writing Month for 2009. I’m more than a little upset about this. I’ve done it (and won) the last two years, and was sort of looking forward to the awesome grind that is NaNoWriMo for a third year.
I don’t want to derail where I am with this book, though. And I will, I definitely will, if I try to have my cake and eat it, too. I will satisfy myself, then, with making a nice donation and making sure I’m as productive as I can be with this month I’m gifting to myself.
Also, I’ll encourage the few folks I know in my persona life who ARE partaking this year. It’s not the same as doing it myself but for most of them, it’s their first shot at it.
I wish them all luck. I hope we ALL have a good, word-filled month.