Showing posts with label NaNoWriMo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NaNoWriMo. Show all posts
Friday, November 30, 2012
NaNoWriMo: It Never Really Over
Don't stop. Keep on writing — or being creative in a way that makes you happy. Carry On. Write On. Right on!
Friday, November 23, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
NaNoWriMo: Lost in the Woods
Fellow adventurers, I share with you a fantastic entry on Brain Pickings that hopefully will serve as inspiration as you venture into unfamiliar lands during NaNoWriMo.
Click here to read the list kindly typed out by Maria Popova.
Once you are done here, go to the Brain Pickings website. Support that incredible effort and all it brings you. You'll be glad you did.
And find out more about NaNoWriMo — it's a fun challenge you'll be glad you did. Well, when it's over, you'll be glad. Like training for a marathon: it's often less painful in your rear-view mirror.
Click here to read the list kindly typed out by Maria Popova.
Once you are done here, go to the Brain Pickings website. Support that incredible effort and all it brings you. You'll be glad you did.
And find out more about NaNoWriMo — it's a fun challenge you'll be glad you did. Well, when it's over, you'll be glad. Like training for a marathon: it's often less painful in your rear-view mirror.
Friday, November 2, 2012
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
NaNoWriMo: On the Other Side
November was a crazy month that included a lingering sinus infection, a major multi-day holiday, a friend's wedding, weird weather and my attempt at writing a novel.
Guess which one I liked the most? (No, you wise acres, not the sinus infection!)
National Novel Writing Month was an experience that reinforced what most productive writers understand: don't wait for "inspiration" — create it. Every day, as I sit at the computer for work, I dredge up material for the assorted projects. Not everything that comes out of my brain and fingers is award-winning. Some days are better than others. Some days I'm on fire and others I just show up and type materials that are "good enough." Some days the words are stellar and others it's just enough to get the job done.
The difference between a good day and a bad day: on a bad day, I don't even show up. And that, my friends, is the definition of failure.
I'm not saying every bit of junk we produce needs to see the light of day. In fact, I don't intend to show my "novel" to more than one or two souls. However, I followed the objectives of the project established by NaNoWriMo and managed to succeed. I created a document totaling 50, 202 words between November 1-30.
Why?
Well, why not?
On November 1, I scratched my head and wondered exactly what in the world I was going to write — until I remembered: The Foreigner! Well, I didn't remember it by name, but I remembered the play description. The play is about a shy man who pretends to not know English on a cruise full of English-speaking people. What other situations can create opportunities for people to share information, confess, reveal or otherwise communicate?
I came up with one. It involved The Cowboy.
Not every word was stellar. In fact, much of it probably was contrived, and possibly impossible to read. The chapters that feature The Cowboy, however, were ingenious, if I dare say so myself. There may be a story in there somewhere, or bits of one, or even a short story that can be edited and re-purposed. Maybe. I won't make any promises. I wrote many, many pages of words, and some of those words (beyond articles and conjunctions) may be of use at some point in the future. But really, I don't care. What I do care is that I know I can do something like that, possibly even better, in the future. All it takes is the precious commodity of time — which, for the story burning in me is a small price to pay.
Thanks, NaNoWriMo. If I can pull it off again next year, maybe I'll even come up with a story and outline in October.
And the rest of you: what are you waiting for? You can wait until next November — or you can start now to warm up for the next one. I think I'll choose the latter. Let me know which you choose.
Guess which one I liked the most? (No, you wise acres, not the sinus infection!)
National Novel Writing Month was an experience that reinforced what most productive writers understand: don't wait for "inspiration" — create it. Every day, as I sit at the computer for work, I dredge up material for the assorted projects. Not everything that comes out of my brain and fingers is award-winning. Some days are better than others. Some days I'm on fire and others I just show up and type materials that are "good enough." Some days the words are stellar and others it's just enough to get the job done.
The difference between a good day and a bad day: on a bad day, I don't even show up. And that, my friends, is the definition of failure.
I'm not saying every bit of junk we produce needs to see the light of day. In fact, I don't intend to show my "novel" to more than one or two souls. However, I followed the objectives of the project established by NaNoWriMo and managed to succeed. I created a document totaling 50, 202 words between November 1-30.
Why?
Well, why not?
On November 1, I scratched my head and wondered exactly what in the world I was going to write — until I remembered: The Foreigner! Well, I didn't remember it by name, but I remembered the play description. The play is about a shy man who pretends to not know English on a cruise full of English-speaking people. What other situations can create opportunities for people to share information, confess, reveal or otherwise communicate?
I came up with one. It involved The Cowboy.
Not every word was stellar. In fact, much of it probably was contrived, and possibly impossible to read. The chapters that feature The Cowboy, however, were ingenious, if I dare say so myself. There may be a story in there somewhere, or bits of one, or even a short story that can be edited and re-purposed. Maybe. I won't make any promises. I wrote many, many pages of words, and some of those words (beyond articles and conjunctions) may be of use at some point in the future. But really, I don't care. What I do care is that I know I can do something like that, possibly even better, in the future. All it takes is the precious commodity of time — which, for the story burning in me is a small price to pay.
Thanks, NaNoWriMo. If I can pull it off again next year, maybe I'll even come up with a story and outline in October.
And the rest of you: what are you waiting for? You can wait until next November — or you can start now to warm up for the next one. I think I'll choose the latter. Let me know which you choose.
Monday, November 7, 2011
In November, Go NaNoWriMo!
It may be folly, but I have taken on a new task: writing a novel.
I'm under no illusion that my will be good, or even readable. I hope to learn something from it, and maybe even come up with a character or short story or two that can be salvaged. But I am keeping even those hopes modest.
This is all part of a national movement to get people writing, National Novel Writing Month (affectionately knows as NaNoWriMo). The stated goal:finishing a 50,000 word-novel by November 30. Some people worry about finishing their novel, some worry about a word count. Frankly, I just worry that I'll have something worth my time by the end of the month.
Thankfully, I'm not alone in my quest. I have suckered a few other people in, and they also have modest hopes. One is a novelist who wants to start a new story. Another is a self-proclaimed "non-writer" who has stories in her head. Still another wants to give it a try because it sounds like fun. The last in this motley crew is working on something in her head but hasn't gotten anything on paper yet.
And whose brilliant idea was this? Well, I was the one to rally the troops. To be fair, I wouldn't have considered it had another writer not suggested it, but in the end, it's all my fault. I took up the baton and started running. Amazing how often the folks who are ready to grab the baton are those I would never have expected — but who make for fantastic partners. So far, I even met another new (to me) writer whose sense of humor makes me laugh, especially since I would never have said it as well as he (whatever "it" is: horror, King Arthur, psychotics).
I nearly forgot to offer a summary of the story! Here it is: it's about someone who must listen. The main character is dying. Sheis told if she listens to people who need to "unburden" themselves, she will benefit. She has a choice: listen or not. You'd think it would be easy, but how easy is it to really listen when you are yourself in need of an ear?
My goal: 2,000 words a day through the month of November (taking an occasional day off for, say, Thanksgiving or a friend's anniversary or wedding) (not the same friend). So far, I'm on track: I've written one good chapter, one mediocre chapter, one awful one and one that I'm afraid to re-read because I liked it as I wrote it. Total so far: 11,972 words — not bad for a poet who tries to keep her work at a single page.
I'll let you know how it's going. And if you want, give it a try. Sure, you're a week behind, but has that ever stopped you? Er, don't answer that. Just... give it a shot, and let me know how you're faring.
I'm under no illusion that my will be good, or even readable. I hope to learn something from it, and maybe even come up with a character or short story or two that can be salvaged. But I am keeping even those hopes modest.
This is all part of a national movement to get people writing, National Novel Writing Month (affectionately knows as NaNoWriMo). The stated goal:finishing a 50,000 word-novel by November 30. Some people worry about finishing their novel, some worry about a word count. Frankly, I just worry that I'll have something worth my time by the end of the month.
Thankfully, I'm not alone in my quest. I have suckered a few other people in, and they also have modest hopes. One is a novelist who wants to start a new story. Another is a self-proclaimed "non-writer" who has stories in her head. Still another wants to give it a try because it sounds like fun. The last in this motley crew is working on something in her head but hasn't gotten anything on paper yet.
And whose brilliant idea was this? Well, I was the one to rally the troops. To be fair, I wouldn't have considered it had another writer not suggested it, but in the end, it's all my fault. I took up the baton and started running. Amazing how often the folks who are ready to grab the baton are those I would never have expected — but who make for fantastic partners. So far, I even met another new (to me) writer whose sense of humor makes me laugh, especially since I would never have said it as well as he (whatever "it" is: horror, King Arthur, psychotics).
I nearly forgot to offer a summary of the story! Here it is: it's about someone who must listen. The main character is dying. Sheis told if she listens to people who need to "unburden" themselves, she will benefit. She has a choice: listen or not. You'd think it would be easy, but how easy is it to really listen when you are yourself in need of an ear?
My goal: 2,000 words a day through the month of November (taking an occasional day off for, say, Thanksgiving or a friend's anniversary or wedding) (not the same friend). So far, I'm on track: I've written one good chapter, one mediocre chapter, one awful one and one that I'm afraid to re-read because I liked it as I wrote it. Total so far: 11,972 words — not bad for a poet who tries to keep her work at a single page.
I'll let you know how it's going. And if you want, give it a try. Sure, you're a week behind, but has that ever stopped you? Er, don't answer that. Just... give it a shot, and let me know how you're faring.
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