By yesterday’s count and indicator on my handy-dandy NaNoWriMo widget, I’m at 77% of the 50K word count goal. I plan on writing at least another 20K after that so I think I’m at a good pace with the story. Aside from the previous murder victims, no new bodies have turned up but there’s still time. 🙂
So here we are at the halfway mark, the midpoint, if you will, of our November writerly effort.
Remember when we were told that writing is a marathon, not a sprint? Nothing was truer than when drafting Act Two. That’s not to say I’m in SlumpsVille. I think once I got the action going, it allowed me to explore each character’s motivations at that particular moment in the story and whether or not those motivations were worthy to be showcased. Subplots aplenty.
I’ve read that we’re supposed to give our characters a hard time and/or come up with the worst possible scenarios for them AND put them through it. I love my characters and there’s something oddly satisfying when they’re put through the literary wringer. I’m not a sadist. It’s clear that as a writer I’m definitely a masochist, but amping up the tension and conflict is as exciting for me to write as I hope it will be for others to read. 🙂
As of last night, I’m about 45% of the way through the draft, though not without some changes to the game plan. I have a boatload of notes on stuff I want to change while I keep writing forward. I’ve done my best not to go back and edit as I draft. I don’t want to taint the established word counts and I know it will also leave me piddling around when I should be producing more story.
It’s nice to get the words out with more ease again. There were a few days last week when the digits (phalangeal, not word count) wouldn’t budge or when they did, they were uncooperative. That sensation is gone and I’m chugging ahead.