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NaNoWriMo 2011 and the Final Few Nails to Pop My Crazed, Insane Brain

Okay, so starting tomorrow, I will be attempting to write about 2000 words a day for National Novel Writing Month. I know that 50,000 words averaged over 30 days is more like 1,666.66666 words a day. But my sister is coming for a visit, and I figure there will be other full days where I won’t be able to sit down to write. I will be starting out already behind in my first week. I will need to make up those words by writing more per day.

So I try to write this blog on a regular basis, and for the past couple of months, I’ve been writing approximately every week day. My usual posts are around 1,000 words, unless you get me started about healthcare (1498 words) or camping (3683 words, which is perhaps the longest post I’ve ever written. And it was about, among other things, boogers and dirty feet).

So in the very least, I do have some chops when it comes to somewhat daily writing. But what I’m  super duper a little freaked out about, is making up a story that needs to go longer than 1,000 words.

Knowing that a novel is really fricken long, I have been building an outline to help me guide my story. I am shuffling index cards with notes scribbled on them. I have them divided by the “acts” of the story, the beginning, middle and conclusion. As I think of an encounter or scene, or snippet of dialogue, I write it down immediately. These little notes are gold. If I didn’t have some kind of structure as I develop this story, I would basically feel like I was walking around without pants.

Some people totally write NaNoWriMo without any sort of prearranged structure. “By the seat of their pants,” or pants free, as it were. I salute these folks. All my panic whistles are going off right now with the meager amount of planning I’ve done. I just don’t know what I’d do without pants. Structure: I need it.

My other freaky shit I’m worried about is my tendency to write long, elaborate tangents. I started my last post about my college screenplay class with the idea that I would discuss this 50,000 word fiction project. But the post went out of my grasp and became something completely different. I renamed it and let it go where it wanted. I actually love those types of posts, because I never would have thought to write about that class.

So I feel like I need, need, need structure, and then I go off and write whole giant tangents, and then all of a sudden, I’m not wearing any pants. What the hell?

I’m writing a story about a woman who unexpectedly inherits a bunch of property from her mysterious, estranged dad.

But I will probably end up writing a novel about a Russian biker gang that wears Micky Mouse masks while raiding department stores for granny undies. Because that is how my crazed brain works.

Comments

  1. i’d read either story =)

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