Then I remembered that Camp Nanowrimo was this month and I almost had the urge to kill myself and everyone around me.
Last August I forgot and hated myself for it. Last November I got 25000 words into Go Do and gave the fuck up because I ran out of material and broke Latvia. This June, and this November, I refuse to give up.
I want my badge. I want my pride in saying that I wrote a goddamn novel in thirty days. This time, It'll be even better. I wrote 50000 words in 15 days.
Literally the night of the 11th, right before I remembered, I deleted everything in Invictus (fic I started in like 2009 with no idea what I was doing because I still hadn't finished Overture? I was an idiot derpy herp) and wrote down like an intro to the first chapter. Then the next day I flipped my shit and remembered, and I'm just going with it, sort of winging it, because I never had any idea what I was doing with this story the first time I was writing it, and I don't have any idea what I'm doing with it on this second round.
I don't have time to edit or make my sentences nice. I don't even have time to write it in the tense I want it to be in. I only have time to put words onto paper really. The first night I wrote 3000 words. Today I hit ten thousand. If I can get to fifteen within the next couple of days, I will be midly satisfied. I should be at 25k as of today. I'm still so so so behind.
All I can do for the rest of the month is smoosh my face into the keyboard and hope. I'm on tumblr making like word count updates occasionally, but I doubt I'll be on here much.
I started working on the cover so I can upload it to the Camp Nano site after I met my word count yesterday. It's coming out shitty, but I can't edit it right now because I still have another 2000 words to go by tonight. But I don't have any other pictures because... Yeah.
I hate writing. Nano only makes me miserable, but I do it because the feeling of winning has got to be awesome. And I'm gonna do it this time. You people can't let me give up now.
In November I'll do Circus. Planes and Russians and all sorts of nice shit that I already have planned out. But this time, fuck the earth, I'm writing a long-ass Overture fic because it was the only thing in front of me. Written mostly to that Karmin song, Brokenhearted, even though it has nothing to do with the content. I'm that lame.
BUT I'M GONNA DO IT. :3
I believe in you, Lina!
ReplyDeleteI don't know if it's similar, but I recall a time where I had a week to read Atlas Shrugged, and I had to read like, A SMALL NOVEL EVERYDAY to keep up with the deadline.
You don't even have to win, I imagine.
I'm willing to bet crossing the finish-line will be mildly "Woo-!".
Good luck, and post-and-boast when you can.
...Also, my Captcha was "Vunessur".
That is the most gloriously herp pronunciation of "Vanessa" ever.