I’m Gonna Go For It

So, Camp NaNoWriMo is about to begin. As if starting a new job, moving to a new city, and having to change and embrace just about everything going on, I’m about to embark on a new writing project. Yowza!!!

I know. I’m crazy. I can’t help myself, though. I just sat down, during my first period class, and discovered this story sitting within the walls of my mind.

So here is the idea I’m playing with. It’s called What the Hand Draws Continue reading

It’s All About Quantity

thM9TM00E3A head start is important during the month of November when it comes to National Novel Writing Month. Getting as much written in the first few days is vital. For most people, there will come a time during the challenge where you will slow down. You’ll hit a dead zone where nothing comes to you. It will feel like you have forgotten how to write or think. You’ll feel like your brains have turned into mush and you might as well be a freaking zombie for all the creative thoughts happening in your head.

Or maybe not. Not everybody who participates in NaNoWriMo, or any writing project for that matter, experiences such hardships. Lucky you. (I hate you!-Just teasing. Or am I?)

For the rest of us, that strong start is all about quantity. Yeah, it’s always good to have quality in your work in progress but it’s terribly important that you remember to get the words down. You can work with crap. You can’t do anything with no crap. Does that make sense? Put your inner editor to the side. Don’t worry about getting everything absolutely perfect. The whole point of this challenge is to let your creative side work without all the pit stops that come with the editing process. You AREN”T SUPPOSED TO EDIT RIGHT NOW. The only job you have is to craft that super-awesome-spectacular FIRST DRAFT from start to finish. Continue reading

Are You A Plotter or a Pantser?

pantser-or-plotter-writingWowza! Can I just say how super surprised I am this year. My story, Juliet, Missing is going fantabulous. I have just over 11K words already. What is so totally different for me this year is the fact that I’m not using an outline. That is a huge difference. I mean, you have no idea how significant that is for me.

For years I tried churning out novels but I would only begin them, never finding an ending. I always stopped midpoint and gave up. When I began my quest of writing The Prophecy of Three: The Oracle’s Warning, it was the first time I wrote out a long outline. I had something very every single chapter, from start to finish. Yeah, sure, the outline would change frequently as the story progressed but I still had that roadmap to the finish line. Continue reading

A New Year, a New NaNoWriMo!

nanowrimoAll this week I have been sweating bullets, racking my brain, trying to find a story idea for NaNoWriMo. Last year I got an idea just a few days before November 1st. The year before that, I dreamed something that led me to a solid story idea just four days before November 1st. And the year before that I pushed it to October 30th waiting for an idea.

This morning, I woke up from a dream, hoping it would give me something but it was a total dud. Ugh. What was I to do? I’m no longer a fly-by-night pantser who can just write as November speeds along. I HAVE to have some kind of idea. I was freaking out.

So, I decided to go walking. It’s how I got last year’s idea, and it ended up being a good one. I walked up a huge hill (2.2) miles total and ended up coming down with a seriously excellent story. And I had a blast writing it. I didn’t have an ending at the time and by the last week of November I still didn’t know how it would end, but I eventually found it…it just came with the writing. I was pleasantly surprised by it. Continue reading

Now That Nano is over….

Slay 50K Winner ShirtI’d like to thank everybody who’s supported me through such an endurance test. This was my third year of completing NaNoWriMo successfully. I did however attempt and fall short way more times than I won. I’ve learned a lot through those attempts and completions. Most of all I continue to learn and relearn that one important detail. Don’t give up. Tonight I was complaining. I was feeling lazy and I didn’t want to write. I’d already given four thousand words to the day and I still had eight thousand to go. My story had turned upside down and my characters were not cooperating. I essentially didn’t want to write. I didn’t even want to get out of bed. (And by the way folks…please listen to me when I tell you this>>>do NOT write in your bed. You’ll most likely not get a lot done. Kudos to those who can pull that off.) Continue reading

Turkey Day, Writing, and Goals

Does anybody find these creepy?

Does anybody find these creepy?

Today, last year, I finished NaNoWriMo with 50K words. Today, I stand at 12K words short. I’m a bit disappointed with myself because I believe I could have done this. Am I giving up? Well, I already said that I wasn’t going to. I intend on doing an all-nighter tonight. I believe I can probably get at least five or six thousand more words…who knows, maybe all 12K. *shrugging.

Tonight I went to Barnes and Nobles tonight in search of ideas for some of my goals for 2015. I made a lot of goals for 2014 and I basically completed them for the most part. A few will end up carrying over into the new year. Hey, I’m not perfect. But I am working on a good number of new goals. I’m not exactly thrilled with where things stand for me right now but a lot of that is not a lack of getting things done. It’s just a feeling of my own. Does anyone get that?

I won’t go into detail about my goals just yet. Let’s save those for December. Yes? I will say I have lots to munch on mentally. Continue reading

I Wanted To Quit

1412305_10204729547576716_4442642053653905319_oA few days ago I felt completely stuck in my NaNoWriMo book. I honestly wanted to give up. I even told my best friend WIll how going any further would be just a waste of my time and I could be editing finished novels or doing something else rather than writing anything more on this big hunk of junk that I called my 2014 Nano novel. Ugh! Will told me to keep at it. To not give up.

I told my husband as well. I gave him a long list of reasons while laying in my bed about why I just couldn’t do it anymore. He lay beside me and stared at my wall of inspiration. He started reading the things I had taped to the wall, to my mirror, and whispering in my ear how I should not give up. I wanted to cry, to scream to the creativity gods, and to drown my sorrows in Strawberry Margaritas. I just knew I was a failure.

And then two days went by with no writing. I was so angry with myself for having written such stupid shit. I was stuck. I knew that was what the problem was. My characters weren’t giving me anything to work with. One character was not as crazy as I believed she to be. Another character just wasn’t doing anything I needed her to be doing. And two other characters had gone off the grid. What was I going to do? How could I work with that? Ughhhh! Continue reading

NaNoWriMo: Chapter Five

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Five weeks and not once had Kamila seen Elizabeth anywhere. Frustration coursed through her as she took a seat in the group therapy session. Twice weekly she came here, sat through sitting to people discussing why they were angry at their cat, how their dad abused them,  and how what the government hid in their electronics was causing cancer. Some of it freaked her out. She’d left the last meeting certain that if the population in just this institution was only one percent of what thrived outside these walls the world was pretty messed up.

Other patients fluttered in and mingled with others, some took extra cookies and hid them in their pants pockets. She glanced towards the door just as Elizabeth entered. Kamila’s mouth dropped and her eyes grew studious. The young woman looked so frail and pale. She was thin, too thin, and her tall blonde hair hanging around her neck was knotted up. The unkempt appearance of the woman baffled Kamila. Where has she been all this time? What have they been doing to her? The wrists were bandaged up and her legs, Kamila guessed, looked just as bruised and beaten as her arms did. Continue reading

NaNoWriMo: Chapter Four

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Lying in her tiny bed, Kamila wondered what time it was. She knew it was sometimes after five in the morning as the sun was crisping her salmon-colored blanket. Rubbing at her sore neck she considered asking for another pillow. She closed and reopened her eyes attempting to get away from her medicine-induced sleepiness. It was finally wearing off and her regular insomnia returned to normal. The snores of her roommate was a comfort, which was surprising to her. The young teenage woman across the room muttered something in her sleep and somewhere outside their room a phone was ringing incessantly.

The night had been long and, though she didn’t want to coin it this way, scary. Wasn’t first nights in new territory always that way though? It was worse though because of the dreams that made her toss all night. Maybe I can talk with my new shrink about my nightmare. Kamila smirked inward. She was confident any dream that involved gasping for air and drowning in dirty swamp water would make for good therapy.

The door opened after a quick banging on the outside. “Morning check.” A tech popped his head in and informed them that breakfast was in twenty minutes. Kamila watched her bedmate roll over and mumble something incoherently and then cover her head with the blanket. Continue reading