I made some headway this week—I wrote every day on my NanoWIP, had some plot discoveries, added two characters, and gave an actual name to a third. I asked a friend for suggestions about an aspect of an MC’s job and she provided The Perfect Thing.
I also sampled a lot of coffee. And cake. For the book.
But I wasn’t quite able to catch up on my word count. According to the math, I should be at 20,016 words, and at the posting of this, I’m at 18,831.
I have six days to write 6,169 words. That’s 1,028 a day, and doable, I hope, even with my folks arriving Tuesday and the living room still to clean and Thanksgiving to do.*
Plus, I’ve been using up a lot of the time I might have used for writing this weekend worrying about the four-and-a-half hour CPR class I’m teaching today. I know the material, but it’s my first time using a classroom in this particular location—the first time I’ve been inside this particular location—and the first time I’m leading the class. I don’t know where any of the equipment is, I don’t know how the projector works, and I’m not entirely sure where I’m sending the paperwork afterwards . . .
Wish me luck and many, many words, would you?
How’s YOUR Nano and/or November going?
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*Or help do, as my SIL is in charge of the turkeys this year—and most of the rest of the actual meal—while I appear to be in charge of leftovers, which will involveseveral gallons of turkey-matzoh ball soup and several more gallons of egg noodle-turkey soup. And possibly sandwiches.
Earful of Cider 