I got up a little later than I wanted to. But to be fair I was up a little later than I planned on being up.
I don't blame anyone for that. I will gladly trade sleep for time hanging with my neighbors (on most nights). Especially when laughter and various adult beverages are involved.
I made the eclair cake last night before going to bed.
So, packing up the car this morning with way more shit than I needed, I'm sure. I almost forgot the eclair cake. And if I did that, you wouldn't have this post because I would be dead. No. I'm serious. If I commit to making the dessert and then show up without it, I'm as good as dead. People don't play when it comes to that eclair cake.
I get to the Write-In up in Ashland, OH about 40 minutes past the start time. Later than some, but not as late as others. With 70 minutes to drive to get there, I usually don't beat myself up too much if I'm a bit late. Besides, I plan on being here until the event closes (about 8PM).
I took the day off work today for the kick off of NationalNovelWritingMonth (NaNoWriMo for those in the know). I wanted to get off to a good start. In order for me to hit my 75000 word goal, I'm going to need to average 2,500 words/day. I think it's pretty doable, if I'm being completely honest. I'm not sure all seventy-five thousand of those words are going to be for the book I'm working on, but most of them probably will. It's a romance, but I'm still not sure how to actually make the meet-cute work. Can you have a meet-cute with a person and a voice on a machine?
Not sure. We're gonna find out. You're damn right about that.
So, the day has gone pretty well. There was a potato bar for the second day in a row. There was also eclair cake for the second day in a row. I'd have to say these have been pretty damn good days.
There is a shift this year. Last year I wasn't sure if I was a real writer. Whatever the fuck that means. This year I know I'm a writer. The doubt this year comes from wondering if I have the chops to pull of the story. It's funny how the doubt shifts. It never goes away. It just shifts. One year it looks like one thing and the next year it shifts. But trust me, it's still there. And from what I have learned talking to writers and authors, it never goes away.
So I sit here in a public library full of writers. And I'm racing the clock to get my words.
I'm 150 words away from hitting my daily word count. There's a good chance that by the end of this post I will have it. Yes. I am counting my blog post for today's words. I am also counting the Flash Fiction work that I am doing with Jack Wallen for his 'If Music Be the Food' series. The piece for that is actually something that might carry over in to my NaNo piece. None of this next bit is going to make any sense until you can read the piece when Jack posts it. But, it's something that as I'm writing that based on the awesome PVRIS song "Walk Alone," I see that the traits I'm putting in my main character for that piece could carry over to the main character for my NaNo Novel. I might definitely do that.
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Alright, Peeps, I'm back to the words!