As you can see by my Nanowrimo stats, something went wrong.
Well, yes. I have the start to a book I love. No, I do not have a Nanowrimo winner.
My novel is set in Italy, 1922; a time of great upheaval. While my characters are tried and tested, but my knowledge of history is not. I have dug in and this requires research.
I don’t know if I will do this again next year. I always say that. But this is one book I’m committed to finish. As the holidays approach, I hope to make more headway and run this to completion after the first of the year.
Do not live this life straight through from the beginning to end! These days contain many different adventures you can have in this world. Some adventures take place in the present time, some in the past and others in the future. From time to time as you live, you will be asked to make decisions and choices. Some of them are dangerous.
The adventures you take are a result of your choices. You are responsible because you choose. After you make your choice, follow the instructions to see what happens to you next.
Think carefully before you make a move. One mistake can be your last… or it may lead you to fame and fortune.
Truer words have never been spoken. Thank you R. A. Montgomery. I hope you made all the right choices and found the results to your liking.
I am in it to win it…
Today my pace has slowed a bit as I researched. I am 490+ words from my goal, but I could still make it if I type through Walking Dead.
Tomorrow, I am going to switch things up. I will be writing by hand. My word count will be horrible.
By tomorrow, I need to be at 5001 and I am a bit ahead. My per day count may suffer, but I could end up with my 5000 and 1 magic number. Technically, I need only 1,231 to meet my Monday goal. Even less if I hit my goal tonight.
For the record, the widget to the right has five color codes:
Green – made the goal of 1667 words per day.
Bold Green – Exceeded goal by a fair margin.
Yellow – Did not make goal by a bit.
Red – Really came no place close to goal.
Bold Red – Did not write anything.
I am back in it. The Nanowrimo bug bit me again.
This year’s novel is a little tougher than my last three attempts. Pio is about a young man walking through Italy, between the World Wars. I’m 2150 words in.
This novel was inspired by my kids and their love of old movies.
You can friend me over on Nanowrimo.org.
In May, I decided not to attempt Namowrimo again. It is tough, less than 14 out of 100 complete the challenge.
Your best bet for Namowrimo is to outline in October. Get you house in order before you jump in on November 1st. Forget about software, just grab a notebook and sketch out your ideas.
Namowrimo will reset later this month and allow you to add you 2014 novel.
Who knows… maybe I am in it this year… again.
Apparently, many people have a problem understanding Peter Capaldi’s accent. Not me. On Google.Plus, I commented “Lots of planets have a Scotland.”
I do find that the volume is an issue. For whatever reason, either a background sound blocks out the dialog or Peter Capaldi drops his voice at certain points.
I have enjoyed the last three episodes, however I feel like this is the Scrapbook Doctor. The most recent episodes seem to be strung together, with odd bits hanging out here and there. I guess this Doctor needs some time to come into his own.
The new Doctor Who episode, Deep Breath premieres in just a few hours. I can’t wait to see the first full episode with Peter Capaldi.
In the UK, this episode already aired and I am really trying not to read any spoilers or reviews.
Back in 1996, I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing. The whole world was one big crazy snarl and I couldn’t figure any of it out.
One day, a coworker handed me a simple wooden puzzle. She got it from a vending machine and once it was dissembled, she could not get it back together.
It was so simple, I don’t know how she didn’t see the answer. I reassembled it and she pulled it apart as we talked. That little puzzle was passed back and forth between us, a dozen time or more as we talked.
It was so simple. Hold these pieces gently, like so, and the last piece tied it together. Pass it back, she pulled that piece and the whole thing came apart again.
18 years later, 13 of them married and it all works exactly as it did all those years ago. Jen takes it a part and I put it together as we talk. I pull it part and Jen puts back together as we talk.
I have no idea where that little wooden puzzle went, but it works just the same.
Years ago, I worked in a bookstore called “The Paper Cutter”. As a receiving clerk, one of my duties was to field phone calls. One particular type of call really bothered me.
Caller: “Do you have the Cliff-notes for Fahrenheit 451?”
Me: “Lord, no! Do you know what that book is about?”
Caller: “No. You read it?”
Me: “Of course.”
Caller: “Can you tell me about it?”
Me: “Just read it. Seriously, if you come in before my shift is over, I’ll buy you a copy.”
I was good to my word and purchased that title for a few people who came in before 5 PM. I wish more people loved reading as much I as I do.
I was on the hunt for a book last weekend. It has been so long since I bought a physical book. We ventured out to Barnes and Nobles and I tried to find something I would enjoy. As tried to browse, the kids were hounding me for books for them. I couldn’t say “no” to them and said so. I blew double what I budgeted for my book and I was lucky it was that little.
I seem to recall a trip to a local five and dime called “The Tec” on Main Street, where my parent’s had this same conversation with me. My dad said “I can’t say no to a book for you.” There was no mark language back then, but “for you” might as well have been underlined and bolded.
Somethings are important. Instilling a love of reading in your kids is one of them, and I am glad that my parent’s gave that to me.