Day One of this July’s Camp NaNoWriMo is over and the progress I have made is zilch. Nothing. Nada. No increase in my word count nor any interesting snippets of information gathered which could be classed as research. A failure of a day except –
I have tidied my writing room and cleared my desk of clutter. Every writer needs a clean workspace right? I just need to remember where I put everything.
Are you joining in Camp NaNoWriMo? Let me know how you are getting on below.
Earlier I tried to take part in challenge Viola Bleu set me to sit between 9 and 11 to work on WIP. I was determined to do it. I was dressed – I was tempted to wear my PJs to save time but glad I didn’t, a book review for Duvet Dwellers Books was published and the dogs were fed and sorted but I could feel time slipping.
At 8.57 I was grabbing my tea with the hope of sitting at my desk for 9am. Viola Bleu was ready to go. I was feeling the pressure.
9.05 am I had not reached my desk. I cringed at the sight of the kitchen and begged my daughter to help tidy it.
9.15 am I was giving medication to our ferret. As an important role model in my WIP, his medical needs come before the words. This was followed by a quick conversation with my husband to say I was writing so did not want to be disturbed.
9.20 am I was saying goodbye to daughter and scrabbling to find money for her.
9.25am my friend texted to say she was leaving soon to come over for a much-needed natter – gulp (sorry Viola Bleu I did not switch my phone off).
9.30am I began to write. The scene was there in my head – the dark, rustic cabin in the secluded woods with Old Al meeting Beetle – an Ellfaenian ferret for the first time. It is instant hate and Amber is unaware of the danger she was putting him in. I could see it, feel it and even smell the smoke of the fire blazing in the hearth but I only stumbled out 394 words in the following hour. My back ached and in the back of my mind I had nagging doubts about the validity of the words I was writing, I also had to overcome the desire to edit words from yesterday.
10.25am I was aware my friend would be arriving any second.
10.30am she was here with much-needed cake and the kettle was on.
I didn’t complete the challenge but my word count has gone up which can only be a good thing.
Inspired by the challenge Viola Bleu has set herself in her post below and the conversation we had after we have teamed up this morning to see if we can improve our word count for our WIPs.
The kettle is on and provisions are at hand let the art of self-discipline begin!
Motivational post by Viola Bleu
Today I’ve really been thinking hard about the astonishing word count I’ve managed to notch up blogging since I started. WordPress, as you know, has the clever ability to show us our stats at any given moment and I have become slightly addicted to watching the numbers grow. In 2018 alone I have typed over […]
I haven’t managed to do much writing, apart from some entries for Amber’s journal as blogged about in Peeking in secret diaries . School has started and so has Project Nightmare.
The Ellfaenian Journals are a side project of my current work in progress which gives an insight into Amber, the main character’s life while the magical realm of Ellfaen is making itself known. It is a YA paranormal, fantasy fiction. You can catch up on her story so far here:
Does the Ellfaenian Journals work as a blog? Only time and followers will tell but I am enjoying writing Amber’s thoughts. It helps place scenes in order for The Hollow and banishes the dreaded writer’s block. If I find myself glaring at an empty screen, letting Amber talk gets the imagination flowing. Any words on a page are a bonus.