Tuesday, October 25, 2011
NaNoWriMo
So I figured out some of my book issues. BUT I did it with only so much time until my self imposed deadline. Now my big scheme deadline says have all 4 books done by March. Little plan wanted this book done this month so next book could be tackled in November. I wanted it that way for a reason. November is National Novel Writing Month. NaNoWriMo. Write 50k words in a month as a group effort with a whole lot of other writers as support and cheering fun. Lexi's book was a NaNo book. The book I am going to completely re-tool and re-write was a NaNo book. I hit the 50k mark with it but didn't finish my personal goal on it. I have the case mapped out and am now going to reconfigure it post apocalypse with some survival thrown in. So I want to do NaNo. This means putting the current book aside for a bit. Part of me is glad because this book has not flowed well while Sam's book floats in my head all of the time. It begs to be written. Part of me is annoyed. In trying to do this I hate missing a deadline, even self-imposed. Hmmmm..... No way I write 45k more words though in a week. I am not that good, hehe. I am so torn.
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