I have won NaNoWriMo!
This is a great thing. See, I didn’t know I was doing NaNo until the day before it started. So I signed up. Wrote myself a dodgy back-cover blurb. And I went for it.
May I just say my book is…needing a lot of help. Okay, so I haven’t finished it yet. The goal of NaNo is to write 50,000 words. Currently I have 56,000 words, and my manuscript is staring at me balefully, saying, “Where are my last four thousand words?” So I’ve won NaNo, but I’m still writing. I’m really tired.
November has been a very interesting month for me. And here are some of the reasons why:
– NaNo (obviously)
– I got a new nephew (I blogged about him, too.)
– I went to Brisbane to see the new nephew.
– Brisbane is 4 hours away
– I read some really good books (Like The Naturals.)
– And saw some good movies (Like The Help — I also had to decline watching other really good movies, like The Wolverine, because writing consumed my evening time.)
– And I wrote.
– A lot.
There are some brilliant superhumans out there who wrote more than 50k. Kudos to them. I can’t see how that’s possible. Anyway. I worked hard. I wrote hard. And while I’m not going to pretend that my book is perfect, I’m going to say this. I am very, very happy to have gotten back into the writing swing, and I’m ecstatic that I’ve written enough words to, when my book is completed, say I’ve written a full-length novel.
Without further ado, here are some snippets from Like A Spinning Teacup:
I sit on a tree root. “What’s a good word, Ags?”
Oh. Amazing moment broken. Ah, forget it.
Mime is currently rejoicing in mint chocolate ice cream and the end of NaNo. Unfortunately, the end of NaNo doesn’t herald the end of schoolwork. Two more weeks before Smeagol is free, sigh-sigh. On the upside, it’s the time of year for Christmas Carols and similar fun. She needs to go Christmas shopping. She hasn’t because a), she is a grinch, and b) she is broke.