Seriously, what fresh hell is this? I am definitely out of practice if I can barely write 1,667 words a day, and it’s only the second day of National Novel Writing Month. One-thousand six-hundred and sixty-seven words. That’s about four to five pages double-spaced, yet it feels like I’m writing 20 pages single-spaced.
Words cannot describe how frustrating it is to feel so accomplished only to realize that you’ve only written less than 500 words. Have two more little writing bursts and you’re about 200 words short of the daily goal. See, the trouble is, how can you work to attain such a large goal (like a novel) without some sort of an outline?
Oh, ye, of little knowledge!
Ye, the inexperienced in the wonders and magic of NaNoWriMo!
I have only worked on smaller scale works like short stories or one-act plays (or heck, even at least 10-page research papers [you’d think that’s no big deal to an English major, but, seriously, it can be]). Never a novel. A novel is so dense and packaged. It has consistency and depth. It has individual chapters and stories, but together it creates a larger story: the “bigger picture,” if you will.
You will also make an outline of your characters, your plot, perhaps key moments in your scenes, and a general idea for the ending. However, what I love most about endings is that it can change according to the actions of your characters. And your characters take to life when you write, so even you don’t really know what your characters are truly up to until you’re writing. So, what I’m really trying to say is: you can plan your endings, but not really. Everything else you should plan.
In all honesty: I wish I had created some chart or diagram. Maybe a storyboard with sketches of caricatures, too. I knew what my novel was supposed to be. I wanted to lengthen a short story I had written, and with which I was actually somewhat please. But having a map, and mini-details written out, would have definitely made this experience less excruciating.
This whole experience so far makes me feel like I’ve set out a campfire with my freshly moussed and sprayed hair. My whole brain is on fire. And crying. Thanks, NaNoWriMo.
Total word count to-date: 3427