We’re halfway through NaNoWriMo and I am way behind as far as word count is concerned. I thought for sure I would be able to stay on track this year, but it’s yet another November of chaos at my day job, which has led to having to bring home copy I should have time to finish during my eight-hour workday but don’t because meetings (some productive, some not so productive, a few infuriating) have been eating into my productivity hours. So that has eaten into my private time when I should be writing fiction. NOT work-related copy.
But, on the plus side, I have been writing every day and I love the story I’m writing. I think I’ve already told you it’s a standalone in the Maybe… series called Maybe Now and it focuses on Mads’ and Henrik’s cousin, Ragnar. This story takes place mostly in Matera. In fact, only two chapters are set in Copenhagen.
So, yeah, I am behind in word count. I should be at 25,000 words by today, but my word count is 16430. Not brilliant, but I am still pleased with myself. I am writing every day.
This may not sound like much, but last year when I gave up on NaNoWriMO it was because I couldn’t manage to write every day–even though I’d written over 30,000 words. And that was incredibly frustrating.
This year, even with stress from work driving me mad, my novel is my respite. Every single day I can enjoy a glass of wine, mentally escape to a hot summer in Matera and follow the path of two people going from being in lust with one another to being in love. It’s definitely better than thinking too much about what is going on in the office.
Want to read a little snippet of Maybe Now? Remember, it’s still raw and unedited, so don’t expect perfection.
Chapter One: Ragnar