Back From The Dead And Ready For More

The last time I had a chance to update this blog was last year. Yeesh. That was such a long time ago! But, in all seriousness (we'll see how long that lasts), it was been over two months since I have last posted. It saddens me to say that in between November 29th and December 31st I wrote nothing except for a quick scene "sketch"- during one of the more boring matches of December's WWE Pay-Per-View. That, I must say, is quite depressing.


My last post happened to be a little progress report on Nation Novel Writing Month, or as I refer to it now: "The Bane of My Existence". November started off with a fizzle, progressed into a bang, and then ended with a resigned fall over a cliff and into the realm of "I don't give a damn". In short, it was torture.


Now I am sure, in fact I am certain, that there are people out there that truly succeed at NaNoWriMo. What do I mean by succeed? I mean actually making it to the 50,000 word mark. I was not one of those people, though I did come fairly close. My final word count? 32,000+. All in all, it really isn't that shabby, in fact 32,000 words in 29 days is down right impressive. But, despite this accomplishment I was, and am still not, satisfied.


In all honesty the only thing impressive about my story for NaNoWriMo was the word count. I personally describe what I wrote like this: It was a steaming pile of dog crap. Apologies for the visual. I know, I know, it was a draft. Drafts are supposed to be craptastic. But this one really took the craptastic cake. I genuinely feel that I started out with a good idea, and given the time to really, adequately, nurture and grow the idea it could have been a decent story. Then again, I also feel that I'm being very optimistic on the subject.


I think when you get to the point in a story when you just can't pull anymore out of it, no matter how had you try, it's time to walk away. Maybe not walk away forever, but for just long enough to let the ideas and characters grow on their own without you forcing them.


In November I wanted to walk away from this story on several occasions, but I couldn't. I have a competitive nature, and I wanted to do NaNoWriMo. I wanted to feel like I had accomplished something. When it was all said and done, yes, I did. Here's the real kicker, though: By the time November was drawing to a close I very nearly wanted to give up writing completely.


That is a very horrid and depressing feeling for me, and I'm sure some of you think I'm being melodramatic- but I could care less. The focus on word count just seemed to suck the fun out of it. When you get to the point of writing random dream sequences, smut scenes (laughably bad ones at that), and "Hey! Let's kill someone off somewhat randomly in a bloody and descriptive way!" scenes then something is wrong. Though, I will admit that killing off characters is quite fun. Don't judge me.


I think the combination of a dead story, lackluster characters, and the month of November in general (Let's be honest, if you're American November is not the best month to write in.) is what did me in. Of course my month of November was...exceptional. The week of Thanksgiving? 300+ words. That's it. The week after Thanksgiving, the final stretch of NaNo, a couple of thousand at the most. November 29th, my laptop's power cord kicked the bucket and my laptop could only hold a charge for 10 minutes. So, on November 29th I decided that I was done- much to my relief and sadness.

I've been trying to think of the things that NaNoWriMo has taught me. Here's what I've come up with:

• I am perfectly capable of writing 2,000-4,000 words in a day. I hope to take this "new-found" ability with me into my other writing projects.
• If you don't love what you're doing, then it really isn't worth it. It's also soul sucking. I just realised that my NaNoWriMo story was the equivalent of a Dementor...
• Quality is better than quantity. Even though the draft of my urban fantasy novel does mot have the same word count as my NaNo story, it's infinitely better- and it's just a draft.
• November is really a no-go for me. 

National Novel Writing Month was an experience  Not a wholly positive one, and not a wholly negative one either. Just an experience.

My NaNo in a nutshell.

Now we get to shift gears into December.

Let me start off by saying that I love December. I love shopping- for my loved ones and for me (I like to shop. Don't judge me). I love cooking yummy desserts, wrapping presents, and listening to my Bing Crosby holiday station on Pandora. I really love seeing and spending time with all of my family. Plus, my birthday is in December and I think that's just lovely. 

I didn't go into December thinking that I would get much writing done, and I didn't. Well, I did sketch out a scene as I mentioned earlier. But I did keep getting ideas, and the need to write was coming over me once more. 

December of 2012 is going to be refereed to as The Month of the Laptop Perils. Or something like that anyways. As I said my laptop cord died on November 29th, and its replacement didn't come in until mid/late December. Thank goodness for all of the spiral bound notebooks I stocked up on back during the beginning of the school year and the drafts I had saved on a thumb drive that I was able to print out. I carted those suckers around with me most of the month. But, as I'm sure you can imagine, the absence of a laptop began to take its toll on this twenty-something. But, the power cord finally came in and I was back to my facade of normalcy. 

Oh but wait! There's more! Just after Christmas my laptop decided that it wanted to freeze. All the time. Yeah, I panicked. Luckily I'm married to an IT guy and he was able to get it stable enough to pull all of my writing, documents, pictures, and music off of it before it froze again. A few days after that, while he was trying to re-format it (or something like that) the hard drive went caput. 

It was a sad end to 2012 having to say goodbye to my laptop, Galinda (She was pink, and I love 'Wicked', so it worked). She'd been with me through so much; seen so many notes, ideas, chapters, and random bits of dialogue saved in her documents file. She was fantastic, and I will miss her. Now, I have Idris (I love Doctor Who, leave me alone) and there are new adventures to be had.

Adventures are exciting.

Now it's January of 2013. A new year filled with new possibilities. I've made resolutions like every other person on the planet- loosing weight and getting back into shape being one of them. I made one other resolution for this year as well. This year shall be the Year of the Draft. By the time 2013 draws to a close, I want my urban fantasy novel's first draft to be complete. I'm 20,000+ words in, so this is very attainable. More importantly, it's very exciting. 

Allons-y! 

Aimee

x

P.S. Random bit of random: Can I just say that I am in love with 'The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey'? I'm a rabid fangirl, and am not ashamed to admit it.