I'm procrastinating by writing this post, let me just put that out there. Click here to read part one and part two. I didn't make the November 1st deadline. Once I figured out how to fix the big problems of my story, I worked day and night, every day, to meet the target. But hey, I… Continue reading Getting published: part three
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'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
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
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.
Remember when I said I probably wouldn’t blog about each day? It’s a good way to procrastinate, actually. Man, did I wake up feeling like the back-side of a badger today. Cousin Mitch (click here for her blog) and I have colds from beyond the grave, but luckily our fevers have gone down. Again, I… Continue reading Day 3 of NaNoWriMo and the sex/gore increases, as does fictional coffee consumption
Willow H. Wood 