It's not so much it's special, or exciting. Though I suppose I am excited, but not for the reasons you might think. For me, the constant pump of NaNoWriMo stuff has been to psych myself up and keep me excited about it. To remind myself I have one week to go before I have to buckle down and write until my fingers bleed so I can make the deadline. It's about keeping the desire there, and not letting it slip where I forget and suddenly Nov 15th I realize, crap... I should have been writing.
I suppose for some people this is special. For me it's the challenge of, can I do this? I'm not looking to write the next great novel. I'm not going to submit this for publication. It's FanFic. That pretty much means no one is going to read it. Which is what I intended. This isn't for anyone else. Just me. Just to say I can. To say I can write 50k words in a month. To say I did it. To prove it is something I could do.
And for some it's exciting. For me it is too, but probably not for the same reasons. For me, I get to test myself. I get to work on a topic I like, and flesh out a storyline I might use with gamers later. I get to expand characters I haven't used in a while, and it's one-sided role-play when you get down to it. And I haven't been able to RP since Mur, Dig and the Bug moved in. Bug keeps me plenty busy. I'm excited to get to be creative once again. And I'm excited to be able to knock one more thing off my list.
With one week to go, I have been doing a bit of research into the setting for the book, looking at google maps and the street views of areas alot so I can get the feel for what's actually in the places my characters will be dropped. It helps to form the pictures in my mind that then get translated into words and hopefully back into pictures. Provided the process works right. *kicks moths out of system*
Did some revamps of characters I am using, and tried building the Main C, but she's being stubborn and silent. Which would be fantastic if she was supposed to be stubborn and silent. However, she's not, so it's not exactly fantastic. About ready to shake the ever fictional crud out of her... *fume*
Borrowed a digital voice recorder, and started making note recordings for things I need to look up, ideas for Cs, questions to look into and some ideas for scenes that pop into my brain. In the down moments I then transcribe them to a notepad and add more info as I go. So far it's reminded me I need to rework things a little, and that the roommate's 20 month old really enjoys 'Go Diego!' far too much.
Actually bought a sketch pad because the main C uses one, and I was hoping somehow it would bring her out more. So far, no. No luck.
Cleaned the bedroom, got all the junk off the floor and organized, got things hung up and set up so I have a calm, quite, relaxing place to retreat to write. The cat is currently Quality Checking my comforter for downy softness. So far it seems to pass. He's only rolled over twice. That's a good sign.
Bought pens, pencils, and a notepad for when the muse sputters and tries to die. Figured maybe some old fashioned hand written something or other might shock it back to life.
Bought a large container of water, to drink while chained to the bed and laptop, writing slavishly into the night. Probably should have bought longer chains so I could still reach the bathroom. >.<'
Bought little coffee flavored hard candies for that extra kick in the teeth when needed. I've eaten... half of them so far. Perhaps I should have bought more.
Replaced the bulbs in the bedside lamps, so there's no excuse. I will be able to see what I'm writing, and cannot hide attempts to slack from myself anymore.
Warned people they won't see much of me in November, and not to think I'm dead. Warned the roomies and Hubby to crack the door once in a while to make certain I'm not dead.
I'm certain I've forgotten something important. But that's it so far. Hitting that 'Can't wait to get started' moment.
Borrowed a digital voice recorder, and started making note recordings for things I need to look up, ideas for Cs, questions to look into and some ideas for scenes that pop into my brain. In the down moments I then transcribe them to a notepad and add more info as I go. So far it's reminded me I need to rework things a little, and that the roommate's 20 month old really enjoys 'Go Diego!' far too much.
Actually bought a sketch pad because the main C uses one, and I was hoping somehow it would bring her out more. So far, no. No luck.
Cleaned the bedroom, got all the junk off the floor and organized, got things hung up and set up so I have a calm, quite, relaxing place to retreat to write. The cat is currently Quality Checking my comforter for downy softness. So far it seems to pass. He's only rolled over twice. That's a good sign.
Bought pens, pencils, and a notepad for when the muse sputters and tries to die. Figured maybe some old fashioned hand written something or other might shock it back to life.
Bought a large container of water, to drink while chained to the bed and laptop, writing slavishly into the night. Probably should have bought longer chains so I could still reach the bathroom. >.<'
Bought little coffee flavored hard candies for that extra kick in the teeth when needed. I've eaten... half of them so far. Perhaps I should have bought more.
Replaced the bulbs in the bedside lamps, so there's no excuse. I will be able to see what I'm writing, and cannot hide attempts to slack from myself anymore.
Warned people they won't see much of me in November, and not to think I'm dead. Warned the roomies and Hubby to crack the door once in a while to make certain I'm not dead.
I'm certain I've forgotten something important. But that's it so far. Hitting that 'Can't wait to get started' moment.
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