First off, if you’re waiting for correspondence from me, many apologies. It’s going to be another day or so before I can start going through my overflowing inbasket.
Yesterday, all I did was write, eat, and sleep. And I took most of my meals up to the library with me so I could keep working while I ate. Today, I am dazed and exhilarated, anxious and thrilled. The story in my head is on the page, zero draft complete. While I was writing it, it was more real to me than my surroundings. Library and laptop disappeared and I heard my characters speak to me, felt their emotions and desires as they lived in the world I had created for them. Yes, I know I sound as ridiculous as the worst angsty goth poet with a glass of merlot. But this is what I yearn for as a writer, what I strain and stress and struggle to achieve.
Also, I’m a little lightheaded. I didn’t get a lot of sleep. I tapped out “The End” at 2AM and woke up at 6AM to start my first editing pass.
New words: 6700 on “Beauty’s Folly” (I even came up with a title!)
This may be a new word count record for me. I made a bouncing, baby novelette in three days. Although I am somewhat terrified that mroctober is going to want to throttle me.
Editing now, since I didn’t do any while the story was coming out. There’s going to be cutting–I’ve already chopped out 500 words in my initial half-pass this morning. I had to stop when Hobkin told me in no uncertain terms that it was mealtime NOW. But I’m pleasantly surprised at how well the story’s reading. Normally at this stage, I would expect much gnashing of teeth as paragraphs and scenes went flying to the eternal void of DELETE. ‘Course I haven’t hit the 6K I did yesterday. Odds are it will start getting ugly soon.
500/day
92
Hurray for white fire ideas–and the time to do them in!
Sigh of envy on time…I almost had time to write a graf this week, argh.
Wow, what an exhausting and exhilirating experience. I’ve never had a story take me over like that. I hope it happens someday.
::cracks knuckles in cruel anticipating of much throttling::
::winks::
*Eep!*
To quote the Walken,
Wow!
6,700 words in three days jaw dropping.
It makes my grand a day look paltry and middling.
Reading your post fires me up, and makes me want to get back to work.
It’s off to write, I go!
Erm, actually that was 6700 words yesterday, and almost 12K in three days. But before you decide I must die, let me say that this has been an astoundingly good few days and my productivity average is usually much lower.
You don’t need to die,
I just need to work that much harder, much to the horror of my editor.
You have given me something to shoot for.
That is amazing!
I’d be more articulate, but between the sinus infection and my overwhelming envy (because I’ve been slow of late, thanks to said sinus infection) I can’t seem to manage it.
Holy productivity, batman!‘s not the only one who might want to throttle you.
– sent from work, where I was called in to work full-time when I was about 10,000 (max) words from finishing my novel (no, not NANOWRIMO).
Good for you!!! It’s great to be in a creative mood always…go girl.
Yay! That’s awesome!