NaNoWriMo Day Two, Or Why Do I Do This to Myself??

Okay, so it’s day two of NaNoWriMo. Today was not a good day for my word count, which I realize has to be taken with several grains of salt. If I were working toward the official NaNo goal of 50k this month, I would be at 3,334 words today. I’m well above that, but I’ve fallen a bit off the pace that I need to reach to hit at least 300k. A few things I’ve noted about this year versus last:

One, last year was my first year doing NaNo, and I went in with very little expectations. I only wanted to finish the book, and then I got caught up in seeing how far I could go after I finished the first one. That’s all well and good, but this year I went in wanting to hit this, for me, astronomical word count. So there’s pressure on me that didn’t exist before. Additionally, other people know about that word count goal, so I feel pressure from outside too, even though they haven’t said anything, and have in fact been nothing but encouraging. Even if they do think I’m a little nutty. Let’s face it, I am.

So with me adding that stress to myself, it’s been a little harder to get into the right headspace for getting the word count that I need. That’s okay. We have a lot of November left, so I’m going to get back on that horse tomorrow, maybe even a little bit tonight, and see what I can get done before the end of this week.

Now, I told you I’d mention a bit about the book I’m working on. It’s the first in a brand-new series, the Never Been… Series. I’m following a set of guys, some friends, some not so much, all high school classmates, as they find themselves back in the town of Woodlawn Heights, Ohio for their ten-year high school reunion. While none of them is specifically there for that event, you will find that the reunion plays a part, for better or for worse, in every book. So as of now I’ve planned out four books, tentatively titled Never Been Kissed, Never Been Touched, Never Been Healed, and Never Been Loved.

I’m starting with Never Been Kissed. It’s the story of Erik and Damien, high school non-friends who were thrown together on a biology project in 10th grade, ended up becoming “secret lovers,” to the extent that such things are possible in high school, until graduation, when life changed for both of them (because that’s what happens, right?). Damien went away, Erik stayed home. Now, a decade later, Damien’s back, and neither of them is the man that the other remembers. If I can get something good together, I’ll give you a little snippet of it, but remember, it’s going to be a really rough draft, and might not bear anything resemblance to what you ultimately see.

I might try to squeeze in another hour of work this evening. We’ll see how it goes. But, I promise I would give my day counts, and, as of this writing, they are as follows.

NaNoWriMo, Day Two: total words, 5,715

NaNoWriMo 2016: overall total words, 15,839

So, that’s where we are for today. I’ll check back in with you guys tomorrow and let you know how things are going. Night!

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