According to the work count genie on the Camp NaNoWriMo page, I have fifty-three thousand, one hundred eighty-one verified words for my Camp story, The Foundation Chronicles: The Scouring. According to this statistic, I have not only met my word count total, but I’ve “beaten” the fifty thousand total that is the goal of all these NaNo events.
I wrote throughout the day, because life kept me busy, so between prepping dinner and cooking it, eating it, and cleaning up after it was over, I’d roll up here to my computer and start typing. A hundred words here, a couple of hundred here–and when you’re through with the typing, you’ve written another fifteen hundred words and put said story to rest.
I’ve been here before, but this time it felt as if I’d never reach this point. The whole month of July has been a grind, and seeing how I’ve written eighty-six and seventy-one thousand word novels during the last two NaNoWriMos, this time I felt as if I could take a break and do something shorter and simpler–
Oh, yeah. What was I thinking?
Originally I believed the story would run about twenty-five thousand words, and I went doubleplusandthensome on that estimate. Maybe that’s why I felt worn out by this story, because it just went on and on . . . though that’s more the fault of the writer and not the story. The story consists of the words I have in my head that I put into the computer. The characters aren’t writing the damn thing; if they were, I could wake up every morning, look at my Scrivener project, and say, “Oh, isn’t that nice? Jessica wrote out her second confrontation with the headmaster. And Erywin threatened to kick his ass. Thank you, ladies: now I have a few more free hours to spend playing games.”
That never happened. If it had, there probably would have been fewer deaths. Maybe. Hard to say, since I’ve created some bloodthirsty characters in my time.
So, that’s three new stories, almost one hundred forty-seven thousand words, written this year. With two novels and a novella completed this year, I’m not about to dive into anything new. The next thing on the menu is to finish editing Couples Dance and get it published, and if there is any time left over before October rolls in, then I’ll start polishing Fantasies in Harmonie so I can get it ready for publication. But no new work, not until November–
By then I’ll know if I’m writing my novel as part of NaNoWriMo, or if I’m going to say “The hell with it,” and just write. While the NaNo thing can be conducive to productivity, I no longer need it to get my ass started on a project. I don’t need to produce fifty thousand words in thirty days, because I have done that, and can continue to do so when necessary. I can track my word counts, which I normally do anyway.
I write because this is what I want to do, because this is what I want to become.
It’s easy to do, you know. You only need sit and do it every day.