A [NaNoWriMo] Novelist...

"In skating over thin ice, our safety is our speed."

Friday, November 30, 2007

30th November

NaNoWriMo 2007 just officially ended for me.
Go me.
Final word count:
102,420.

I DID IT!! *dances*
And now to sleep. *dies*.

posted by Kitty Taylor at 11:59 pm 0 comments

Thursday, November 29, 2007

29th November

Oh gosh. Only a day to go. I've just hit 94.5k words, and I'm totally on target to hit 100k tomorrow if I manage to get out another 3k tonight. I've no doubt that I can do it, but it's really sad to see another NaNoWriMo winding down. It's a hard month, but I know that when it's over I'll miss it. I'll miss the targets and the word counts. I'll miss thinking about my novel all of the time... I said last year that I was going to write 1k a day after NaNo finished, but I didn't. This year I have two incomplete novels to think about finishing during the year to come, and I still need to finished my NaNo2005 Novel Pride. 1k a day on these wouldn't go amiss, I don't think, but I doubt I'll be able to keep it going without the deadline. School (especially with exams and such) with definitely keep me on my toes, and I'm sure that will be much more important, so I'm really at a stage now, where I wish NaNoWriMo wouldn't end xD

Awwwww well, I suppose I'll just have to keep people poking me until I finished the novels, especially Portellan- A Love Story, since I'm loving that novel so much at the moment. I don't know if the affection will last, but I'm certainly hoping so.
xx

Kitty.

posted by Kitty Taylor at 6:54 pm 1 comments

Monday, November 26, 2007

26th November

So, with the new novel started (which I am LOVING by the way) I now have a grand total of 85.4k! Whoohoo! I think I'll definitely hit 100k since this new novel is just so cute! I love my characters, and I don't miss Roxanne at all. Gypsy is just so sweet, and Nicholas is so sexy *Ummmmm...*

Wish me luck getting there!
I have Half days on Wednesday and Thursday and I actually have November 30th off! Whoopie! I'm SO going to be writing all day... :P

xx

posted by Kitty Taylor at 10:11 pm 0 comments

Friday, November 23, 2007

23rd November

My novel has died after 76k words. I'm bored with it; the characters, the plot, the everything. I was so excited before, and it just seems to have crumbled like a castle made of sand when the tide comes in. Hmm. I'm still struggling with letting it go, since I still love it very much, but I think I'll probably write something totally different for the last week of NaNoWriMo. I already won anyway, so I don't really see the point in fighting much any more. I guess I'll have to free write something and hope that I get a week's worth of project out of it, that I won't get TOO attached to. xD

Night.

posted by Kitty Taylor at 10:29 pm 0 comments

Saturday, November 17, 2007

17th November.

Wow had this week been busy. I've been trying to write, I really have, but it just hasn't been working too well. What with an art assessment and some other horrid assessments to revise for (not to mention all of that homework) I've slowed to a pretty dead halt, at least I did during the middle of the week. This weekend I was trying to get going again, so tonight I'll be on 70k, or just over, and by the end of tomorrow I'll have 7k and I can be back in the competition with Alex again. She was kind and waited for me while I was going through my week 2 blues.

I should be back on track this coming week, so long as I make sure to get all of my homework done tomorrow D:

Night guys.
xx

posted by Kitty Taylor at 10:09 pm 1 comments

Sunday, November 11, 2007

11th November

HOMGHOMG!!
Last night I hit 50k!!
Whoo!!

Hehe.
I'm feeling so happy, I think I might post an excerpt....
Now to take today off, do homework, chill, read, and then tomorroe we're back in the game! >D

We sat together, all huddled up on Kittie's bed, in a little group of four, private and calm. At first we wept a little, but it was only slight tears, the ones that are forced to come, for we knew that the real tears would flow after we had been parted, if any were to flow at all. We held onto each other, smiled at each other, and spoke small jokes of things that had happened in the the time we had known each other. Red eyed and dry mouthed, we said out goodbyes.

"Remember the time when..."

"Did you ever find..."

"What did she say when..."

"How old were you when..."

"I'm going to miss you." My throat caught up, and my stomach tipped. In two weeks, we would all be gone, all out in the world on our own. These friendships we had formed had been unusual, unlikely, yet strong as carbon bonds. We would never lose the memories we had made, even though they were spotted with the tainting of the Institution.

"It's going to be really strange with you guys gone," Thelma said, her eyes distant and staring as she looked into Constance's face. They shared a look, one which I wasn't familiar with but seemed a little like a hunger, or a lust for something, and then it was gone, as quickly as it had come. Constance's eyes brightened a little. Thelma's mouth turned into a more smiling line. I thought I had imagined it. "I'm going to be lonely, I think."

"What about Roxanne?" Kittie laughed.

"Oh, I'll have Roxanne, of course," Thelma backtracked awkwardly. "I didn't mean it like that." She looked at me apologetically, and I laughed.

"It's fine."

"I'm just used to there being four of us, or at least three of us, and it's going to be totally weird with you not here. That's all. I'm going to miss you both." Again, I thought I saw the flash of admiration, want, fly into Thelma's eyes, but once I looked closer I realised I had been wrong. She was just sad...

"It will be weird it just being us two again," Kittie told her sister. "I haven't spent time alone with you, just with you, in a very long time."

"You have lessons, and at supper," I suggested.

"Yeah, but there were always people around then. Once we go to work, people will leave us alone, they won't be around. We're going to be the lowest of low servants in that house, let's face it, are people going to want to get involved in our affairs? Especially if they know we're ex institute?"

"You'll have people watching over your shoulder," I reminded her.

"That's not the same thing. Somebody watching over you, and being with you all the time, are two totally different things. They'll leave us alone, and besides, if they don't we've always got nighttimes to catch up with each other. They'll definitely leave us alone then. We have our own room, because they don't want us having the chance to steal anything from anybody else. They lock us in, I think, like here."

"Don't you ever feel like we're treated like animals? We're locked in here, trapped like wild animals in cages."

"Like at the circus."

"The circus?"

"Yeah, they have wild animal attractions there, and lots of them. I hear they have lions, and tigers."

"That's horrid. Poor animals."

"Like us, I suppose, locked in but at least they get fed and worked."

"I don't know..." I glanced at Thelma, and realised she hadn't spoken in more than five minutes. Her face was pale, drawn as though she needed to sleep, and her mouth had morphed itself into a thin line that seemed to cut across her face like a scar. She seemed to be awfully affected by the premature departure of the sisters, and I wondered why. She'd never seemed particularly close to Kittie, and with Constance it only seemed like a physical kind of relationship. There were hand gestures, and support whenever either of them felt ill, or bad tempered, but I hadn't thought it meant she was that close to her. It made me feel quite silly, really, to have formed only loose bonds with them both after the time I had spent with them. My relationship, my friendship, with Thelma seemed much more substantial that what I had built with Constance or Kittie, and I considered for a moment whether this was my fault.

"Are you all right?" I asked Thelma tentatively, and she merely nodded. Constance was also silent, her face closed as though she feared that if we could read her emotions we may penalise her for them, and she might lose our support. I closed my eyes, rubbed my face over with my hand and yawned. All this upset and disruption was tiring.

"What time is it?" I asked. Normally Thelma's response would have been to make me read out the time for myself using her little silver pocket watch, but instead she only glanced at it and mumbled what time it was. I was half expecting her to tell me that I had to check to see if she was right, and that it would be some kind of test, but she didn't seem to be in teacher mode, and I wasn't willing to press.

"Almost seven."

"Shouldn't we head down to supper?" I asked carefully. Kittie held her hand out, and surprisingly, I took it in my own and warmed it between my fingers. In these few hours I think our friendship had blossomed, grown out of the compost which we had lain still for some time now. I smiled at her, and she smiled back, and her intense, dark eyes smiled too.

"Yes, we probably should." Thelma's voice was barely audible.



There we go. A little bit of crap to brighten up your day. Now I have homework to do.... ;]

posted by Kitty Taylor at 3:31 pm 1 comments

Friday, November 09, 2007

9th November

Went to Sixth Form open evening last night. Only wrote 2k.
Had to catch up tonight, but I'l still 1.4k behind. That's okay, I can catch that up tomorrow. I should hit 50k then... :]

43.6k and counting.
xx
Tired, and ill.
Kitty.

posted by Kitty Taylor at 10:21 pm 0 comments

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

7th November

OHYES!
*Does a happy dance*
I hit my target! 35k! AND ahead of schedule too! that means I can go to bed early!
Whoohoooo!

Night night!
xx

posted by Kitty Taylor at 9:23 pm 0 comments

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

6th November

Hit 30k tonight.
I'm very tired.
Want 35k tomorrow, to see if I can keep the 5k thing going....
:]

-_- Tiiiiiiiired.
Night.
xx

posted by Kitty Taylor at 9:41 pm 0 comments

Monday, November 05, 2007

5th November

I feel ill. -_-'
But it's okay! Because I hit 20k! :D
I want 24k by the end of the day, which should be fine, and I think I need to take it easy because I don't want to overwork myself *cough cough*... Too much at least....

And apparently I have a character who self-harms. I was so not expecting that. Her name is Tanya, and she's an eight year old orphan. Apparently she uses this method to remember how old she is because she doesn't celebrate birthdays. Also she can count how long her mother has been dead.......... Yeah, she's messed up.

School now.
Writing later.
And homework.
xx

posted by Kitty Taylor at 7:56 am 0 comments

Saturday, November 03, 2007

3rd November

Went to the meet up in Nottingham today. Was great as usual. I'm suffering what I could call a burnout but is probably just my body complaining against the 4k I've already written today, especially as I want 3.5k more before bed tonight. That's a pain.

I'm on 16.5k and counting. Seriously.
I want to go to bed.
I even have coffee and biscuits to help myself, but it's not really working...
Oh well.
20k before bed or else.
Night.
xx

posted by Kitty Taylor at 10:25 pm 0 comments

Thursday, November 01, 2007

1st November

We started! :D
I've been writing almost solidly since 1:30 this afternoon. It's now 10pm, almost my bed time, and I have... Almost 8,000 words. That's not far off my 10k target, so I'm happy!
Too tired to write more. Tired tired tired.
Bed time.
xx

posted by Kitty Taylor at 10:01 pm 1 comments

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It's just a noisy hall

Where there's a nightly brawl

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No, I'm no one's wife

But, oh, I love my life

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Kitty's blog is entirely fictional, and not based on anything real or otherwise. Oh hell. Who am I kidding? it's hard cheese facts of life. This is a NaNoWriMo (and other various writing-related) journal, to see more about this visit www.nanowrimo.org