I switched my story. I feel like a horrible person. I abandoned my baby story. Glass Heart will never forgive me. I might come back to it some year, but then again I might not.
I have a better story (granted, I came up with this better story 2k words in to GH, but whatevs). I like this new story. Mr. Lester P. Cheers Starts a Business (working title) and I will be bffs forever.
And I will make evil eyes at Glass Heart, which let me down awfully.
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Sunday, November 4, 2012
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Nano is over :(
It is done. We have either won or not won, but it's over regardless.
I felt like I did a really good job this year actually having a story as opposed to "collection of random scenes that mean nothing". Because last year my characters traveled all the way across a stereotypical fantasy land and never achieved anything. At all. It was horrible. So this year, I think I have a story. It's a story that would give an agent a heart attack if they saw it right now, but I think that once I've polished it, I will have fun with it.
How did your Nano go?
I felt like I did a really good job this year actually having a story as opposed to "collection of random scenes that mean nothing". Because last year my characters traveled all the way across a stereotypical fantasy land and never achieved anything. At all. It was horrible. So this year, I think I have a story. It's a story that would give an agent a heart attack if they saw it right now, but I think that once I've polished it, I will have fun with it.
How did your Nano go?
Sunday, November 6, 2011
When Potato Can't Think of What to Write...
She makes up ideas for more things to write. Sensible, write? (excuse the bad pun)
So now I have a list of 29 titles, and 7 of them have at least partial synopses. They range from serious to just plain bad chick lit, and I add to the list whenever I think of a plot idea or title. Some of them could be full novels, others don't have the steam to be anything but short stories.
Still, it's fun, and a way to procrastinate. See, I'm trying to get to 15k by Sunday, a NaNo-wide goal. Right now I have 14,265, and a very strong will to procrastinate. I'm even thinking about doing schoolwork. On a weekend. Yeah, I really want to procrastinate writing those last 800 words.
The titles thing, is a really cool way to keep lists of possible story ideas, though. I like to look through it for ideas when I want to write something (not in November), and it's great for finding my plot for NaNo. Even if I don't end up using one of them, I use them as springboards.
What do you use as a way to keep track of random story ideas?
So now I have a list of 29 titles, and 7 of them have at least partial synopses. They range from serious to just plain bad chick lit, and I add to the list whenever I think of a plot idea or title. Some of them could be full novels, others don't have the steam to be anything but short stories.
Still, it's fun, and a way to procrastinate. See, I'm trying to get to 15k by Sunday, a NaNo-wide goal. Right now I have 14,265, and a very strong will to procrastinate. I'm even thinking about doing schoolwork. On a weekend. Yeah, I really want to procrastinate writing those last 800 words.
The titles thing, is a really cool way to keep lists of possible story ideas, though. I like to look through it for ideas when I want to write something (not in November), and it's great for finding my plot for NaNo. Even if I don't end up using one of them, I use them as springboards.
What do you use as a way to keep track of random story ideas?
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Friday, November 4, 2011
NaNo... it's not for the faint of heart
I am currently on the fourth day of NaNoWriMo, and I am 600 words behind. Ordinarily, this wouldn't be so bad. I can write 600 words in 30 minutes.
Except for the fact that I am battling a nasty cold. I avoided it for several days by telling myself it was "fall allergies".
"You always get them this time of year, Potato," I said, "Nothing to be worried about. This year they're jsut a little worse. I'm sure the fact that you have a headache and are carrying around a box of tissues means nothing."
When I admitted to myself that I didn't usually have fall allergies after the first frost (which was unusually early this year), and we had had the first frost, I started to wonder if I might have a passing snuffly nose.
Not a cold, mind you. Just a snuffly nose.
When I put the mini box of tissues in my purse and started carrying a small bag around the house for the used tissues (because I didn't feel well enough to get up and throw them away), I started to wonder if I might have small cold.
When I got the drippy nose, sore throat, headache, and general sick feeling, I admitted that I might, possibly be sick. Maybe.
So I'm really grateful for the fact that I wrote 4,500 words on the first day of NaNo, because that's the only thing keeping me from sinking under the whirlpool of words. I'm only been able to write around 500 words per day, because after doing schoolwork, I was too exhausted to write much (not that I admitted I was sick. I was just still recovering from staying up late on the first day of NaNo. You know, three days later, I'm still recovering from staying up 'til 1. Reasonable, right?).
So now that I've admitted I was sick, I'm now wondering if that gives me room to beg off from schoolwork to write more. Not that I'll actually end up writing. I'd probably put up loads of posts on this blog instead.
Sigh. Procrastination.
At least I haven't had a 102 degree fever for a week, like one of my friends. At least I didn't get the dreaded writer's block and stare at an empty page for 2 days, like another. And at least I'm not moving during the month of November, like two more friends.
But still, I'm sick.
So, how is your NaNo going?
Potato
Except for the fact that I am battling a nasty cold. I avoided it for several days by telling myself it was "fall allergies".
"You always get them this time of year, Potato," I said, "Nothing to be worried about. This year they're jsut a little worse. I'm sure the fact that you have a headache and are carrying around a box of tissues means nothing."
When I admitted to myself that I didn't usually have fall allergies after the first frost (which was unusually early this year), and we had had the first frost, I started to wonder if I might have a passing snuffly nose.
Not a cold, mind you. Just a snuffly nose.
When I put the mini box of tissues in my purse and started carrying a small bag around the house for the used tissues (because I didn't feel well enough to get up and throw them away), I started to wonder if I might have small cold.
When I got the drippy nose, sore throat, headache, and general sick feeling, I admitted that I might, possibly be sick. Maybe.
So I'm really grateful for the fact that I wrote 4,500 words on the first day of NaNo, because that's the only thing keeping me from sinking under the whirlpool of words. I'm only been able to write around 500 words per day, because after doing schoolwork, I was too exhausted to write much (not that I admitted I was sick. I was just still recovering from staying up late on the first day of NaNo. You know, three days later, I'm still recovering from staying up 'til 1. Reasonable, right?).
So now that I've admitted I was sick, I'm now wondering if that gives me room to beg off from schoolwork to write more. Not that I'll actually end up writing. I'd probably put up loads of posts on this blog instead.
Sigh. Procrastination.
At least I haven't had a 102 degree fever for a week, like one of my friends. At least I didn't get the dreaded writer's block and stare at an empty page for 2 days, like another. And at least I'm not moving during the month of November, like two more friends.
But still, I'm sick.
So, how is your NaNo going?
Potato
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