Believe it or not, last night was the first time in over a month for me to actually get out of the house and go hang somewhere other than home. Yes, I stay at home and hang in front of the computer all the time–well, not literally hang, because I’m not a bat, or even Hank McCoy. But I’m always here, working on something, playing a game when I’m bored, or looking for Ugg boots and getting pissed because, one, they are so expensive, and two, they make nothing in my size.
It was dark and windy. The south winds were blowing all day, keeping it warm enough to let people walk about in long sleeve shirts and leave the windows open in homes and cars. The moon is almost at the new phase, so it was plenty dark driving along the back roads.
But I didn’t think of scenes, or of characters, or what I should do next. There wasn’t any need.
I’ve busted past both my goals for my NaNo novel, Kolor Ijo. Thursday saw me brush past twenty-five thousand words, so I am half-way to the goal of “winning”. Yesterday, before blowing out of the house to go visit someone, I just squeezed over the thirty thousand mark, which gets me half-way to what I think will be the word count for the finished story.
Except I’m not certain if sixty thousand is the end. I know I might need another thousand words to finish this current chapter, which is the thirteenth chapter of the novel. I’ve laid out twenty-six chapters, so now I’m edging up the count, and may be looking at a total of about sixty-two and change.
And the next chapter is going to be a bit wordy as well.
I’m not complaining. If I get over sixty-five thousand words, or even get up to seventy, then the better chance the novel has of seeing publication, since most houses won’t consider anything below sixty thousand to be worth their while. So onward today. I need to finish up an in-story interview, then . . . fight! Yeah, it’s that time in the story to have a throwdown with the supernatural. How does it turn out? Well, I do have Part Three to write, so it’s not that bad–
Or is it?
Why didn’t I think about things as I drove through the night, as I have done so many times in the past? It’s likely because I don’t need that at the moment. I know where this story is going, and I know where many of my other stories are headed, so I don’t need to go all head cannon there.
It’s as I told a friend last night: at this point I know I can write, and I can polish, and I can produce a good story. What I need is to sell . . .
Notice, that’s not the same as “exposure”. I have exposure for the most part. What I need is for that exposure to turn into dollars. I need to get publishing in to the forefront, and as The Good Doctor said, keep sending out those manuscripts, and not let them get cozy on my hard drive. Exposure is no longer needed; it’s time to kick out the jams and get that name known to the right people.
I will “win” NaNo, but the novel won’t be finished in November. I may complete the first draft, but it’s not finished. There are other stories to write after that, and thing to edit.
I didn’t need to speak in the voice of my characters last night–
Because I know I need to speak for myself so I can start the next phase of my life.