A [NaNoWriMo] Novelist...

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

Monday, October 29, 2012

29th October 2012

With two days to go until NaNoWriMo 2012, I would be lying if I told you things were going well and I wasn't freaking out. The funny thing is, I'm not freaking out about NaNoWriMo as much as I am about all the other things I have to have completed in the next two weeks.

Here is the list as we can see it currently (not including things like breathing, showering, eating, and class):

- Work on presentation for class tomorrow (and then do said presentation)
- Finish first 6k draft of fiction dissertation (1.5k complete)
- Read for class (ALL of the books...)
- Write essay.
- NANO.
- Buy things for NaNo swap buddy.
- Be alive, be sociable, don't drink too much coffee.
- Sleep enough.

So, it doesn't sound so bad, except that things like the dissertation, the essay, and the class reading take up SO MUCH FREAKING TIME. I would be quite happy right now with a time-stop bubble that I could only use once. Seriously. The dissertation is the thing that is most driving me crazy right now, because I've had so much trouble with the draft thus far. I previously had 4k words towards the total when I was told that starting over would be in my best interests, and now I'm in deep trouble.

As for the other things, I just want to sit in a corner, shout OMG SOMEBODY HELP ME and then cry a little bit. Like I said, it's doable, but I might go crazy in the process.

And, until now, I can honestly say I've not once questioned whether doing NaNoWriMo is the right thing for me. This is probably the crazy talking, but I've not missed a year of  NaNo since I first discovered it, and I'm not about to start now. It might just be a bit of a bum year.

Sadly, the university work comes first.

Still, I'm excited. And nervous. All at once. It must be that time of year. ;D

T-minus 2 days, 2 hours and 34 minutes until NaNoWriMo 2012!

posted by Kitty Taylor at 9:26 pm 0 comments

Thursday, October 11, 2012

11th October 2012

Okay! So, everybody knows that NaNoWriMo really begins when a person gets their plot. Well, for me, that would be today. Granted, I forced it to come to me because this year I'm on something of a tight schedule, but a forced plot that is fun is better than no plot at all! (especially because, let's face it, the damn things have got to come from somewhere...)

So what is this plot, you ask?

It's not complicated. Yet. It's a story about a girl who finds out she isn't who she thought she was. And there is intrigue. And death and magic. And all of that usual business.

Here is the summary I put up on the NaNoWriMo website:

One cold December night, Florence Tanner receives an invitation to a party. Lo has no friends, no enemies, no family; so who would invite her and why? She decides to take the chance, compelled by some unrealised fear to change her life for the better. What she finds instead is a hulking mansion, and eight other people she has never met.

And their host has an interesting proposition for his guests. Stop the Night King and regain their rightful places as ministers in the cabinet of the Wren Court. The problem is, Lo has never heard of the Night King, or the Wren Court; and she certainly doesn't have the skills required to stage a political coup.


Oh, and there's another problem. Their host will not let them leave until they have made a decision.


Sounds fun? I hope so. Sounds boring? Probably. I don't care. =D

Now, I have approximately 20 days until this wonderful nightmare kicks off again for another year (god can we believe this is year eight for Kitty?), so I really ought to get my butt in gear and work on those school projects some - before I can't/don't want to any more.

T-minus 20 days! Until NaNoWriMo 2012.

posted by Kitty Taylor at 9:34 pm 0 comments

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Where there's a nightly brawl

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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