A Success Story
by Jessica RalstonJosh Lyman, The West Wing 102
I took some time to reflect on how November went before I started thinking about blogging again. The month ended in a rush that I wasn't quite prepared for, which included an influx of social events, and unintentionally falling behind on my word count. Bottom line: I got it done, and I have a novel.
It was a tooth and nail fight to cross the finish line (with two hours to spare). I jumped tracks so many times I have to separate out the different things I started and didn't finish. What I did end up doing though, is adding onto, and finishing, another NaNo novel, which is sort of against the rules, but if there are words for one project, I'm not going to force words that aren't there. I feel like that's the most valuable thing I've learned this month: if the words aren't there, don't force it. If the words come for something else, work on that for a while; inspiration might come afterwards.
I don't have much else to say on the experience, except to say that I learned a lot about the kind of writer I am, in terms of method and genre. Mostly solitary with fits of needing word wars and social interaction with others of my kind, and I like to write fantasy...it cuts out the amount of research I have to do and I like to let my mind wander.
So now the completed novel sits patiently on my harddrive while I regain perspective and a set of fresh eyes. Then, in about two or three weeks, I'll start slogging through the re-writes and the edits. And you better believe I'm going to share all of that with you.
(Also, apparently my body gave out just as soon as the clock switched to Dec. 1: I'm now rocking an almighty cold that makes my head feel like it's detached from my body, and has me hacking up a lung every half hour. I'm just happy my immune system waited until December to give up.)