Hello, buccaneers! By tomorrow morning, week one of NaNoWriMo will be trailing in the dust behind us and then begins the week two push. But let's take a five minute break. I mean, well freaking done for all the words you've written. Phew, imagine if you'd never started? You'd really be nowhere. So let's stop… Continue reading The #NaNoWriMo Week One Quizz!
Excuse me while I just sit here in stunned fear. That's right, NaNoWriMo begins in six hours and I'm cacking myself. Why, Willow? You've done this five years in a row now? Yes, little minion voice, I have. But previously I didn't have to grow up and do Shitty Adult Things, all whilst drowning under… Continue reading I Can’t Believe It’s NaNo-Freakin-WriMo Again
"Dive right in!" they said. "It'll be fun!" they said. I'm talking about the word-cannon of inspiration. Getting to know your characters. If you've done much writing in your life before, you'll know that starting anything can be one of the hardest things. NaNoWriMo is no exception. It's… Continue reading NaNoWriMo Prep: THREE ways to load your characters into the NaNo-launch-day cannon
...I won. I'm still waiting for the joy to flood over me. In the course of four days and with only (accumulatively) 15 hours sleep I bleed out 18,500 words. Needless to say, it will take some time for me to recover. I almost killed my housemates for keeping me up on the night I… Continue reading Post-#NaNoWriMo Blues? I don’t have time for that!
I'm not sure how to explain it but I feel like Severus Snape (note Snape's placid swingng action) and Ron Weasley (note Ron's face) at the SAME TIME: I'm trying to tell myself that I haven't given up with NaNoWriMo, but I think I have taken on too much this year. I'm losing site of… Continue reading NaNoWriMo Day 23: Quick Slap
That awful moment when your writing programme freezes and you know you're about to loose a whole paragraph of beautiful words: *le sigh* The trials of life. Well, I've personally found this week to be an up hill (mountain) struggle. I had such a mental break down at one point that I was actually convinced… Continue reading #NaNoWriMo Day 17, Dwarves deserve love too, y’know, and the stabbing finally happened
There is a light at the end of the tunnel. Somewhere, I know there is a light. A light I might not be able to see at the moment, but a blazing olympic torch nonetheless. My 'professor' has decided to bring forward a few script deadlines to give us a 'taste of the working world'.… Continue reading #NaNoWriMo day 9 and we’re still hunting a fucking snake
Phew! What an intensive weekend. 10k Sunday, I nearly choked a lung trying to reach the word count on Saturday, never mind the overall weekend target. But I made it. Elijah Gill did question my mental health at one point and made me go to bed at a sensible hour, but other than that I'm… Continue reading #NaNoWriMo Day 7: lala mentality reached, Nouns everywhere, and no one’s been stabbed yet
The following was written by pathwaytomars over at the Flat Flops blog. It’s NaNoWriMo folks and we know what that means! It means a flat full of people (who don’t actually share a flat anymore) are holding each other close as they weep because they now have to an extra 1,667 words a day and… Continue reading NaNo, you poor weeping people with broken fingers (I guess that includes me, don’t it?)
OMG IT'S NANOWRIMO 2011! HOW WE DOING? You keeping up with NaNo? Did you meet today's word count? I certainly didn't. I'm 300 words behind but do you see me in despair (yet)? Bwaha, nooo. It's good to see a cluster of my friends working and fretting to meet the daily target. You're all excellent… Continue reading NaNoWriMo Day #1: ribbons, cloaks and unexplained drivel. Mostly grunge. Lots of grunge.
First off, before I ramble on about NaNoWriMo, do you like my new banner? I'm in love with this picture, created by Marta Dahlig. I wish I could have it framed on my wall. I've got a thing for fish that float through the air. And ginger girls. Onto business... It's officially 14 days until… Continue reading NaNoWriMo approachs. I might be a little terrified.
I should be doing an essay this very second. Am I though? What I am doing, however, is pushing through the first draft of my NaNoWriMo novel, Drown in a Bottle of Keys. I am that determined to pretend my essay will write itself. I have to say, with a little encouragement/writer’s block demolishing from… Continue reading Drowning in a Bottle of LIFE, more like.
Hiya, I’m not dead – yet. Give me four more days and come November 30th I’ll be doing a Frederick and trying to drown myself in the sink basin. People keep giving me books. This is lovely and I love all my geeky, literary friends for their passionate areas of writing, but I’m drowning in… Continue reading NaNoWriMo: the final stretch begins. Welcome Rambo and my ohso poetic banking similes.
I’m back on word target! In fact, I’m just a little bit over target, which makes work less stressful. Gore, rain, horror and rape (in much less quantities than the former three) have swallowed my novel. I’m not sure if I should be concerned that in everything I write there is always one character who… Continue reading NaNoWriMo Days a Blur and mysterious characters are so mysterious we’re running blind.
So much to do. Just, so much. I’m struggling to keep up now. I’m only managing to write 1,000 words below the target each day before I fall asleep, willingly or not. But, I shall press on. I am determined to complete NaNo. My war paint is now on. My writing plan has degraded a… Continue reading Day 16 of NaNoWriMo… What? Already?