For the month of November, Lauren Hooker will participate in a writing challenge like none other. Every Monday, you have the chance to read about every moment of this quest.
50 pages. 30,273 words. Nine chapters. By turkey day, Nexus Winds, my pathetic over-halfway done novel, met its dismal end: also known as the end of my motivation.
How could I quit when I was so close to the end? Let me tell you. 20,000 more is not close to the end.
And when you haven’t slept more than six hours a night, sporadically shower when you happen to remember and show up to work using words like “mercurial”, “ataraxia” and “indubitably,” you know you’re a writer.
At this point you should probably pump the breaks before burning out.
That doesn’t mean that I’m not suffering from the after effects of constructing a storyline; the book began as a science fiction story, but turned into a sappy romance novel (this resulted in a love note to my significant other, who had no idea I was such a sap).
I also recently had a dream about cryopreservation, a controlled society and being placed in a fake utopia, which made me wake in a sweat, wondering why my story was haunting my dreams.
But I’m not giving up forever on this project. Hell, I may find some remaining scraps of motivation and whip this sucker out by Friday (riiiight).
If anything, I’m still in love with my plot and characters, and will continue to finish the damn thing in due time.
Not to mention, 30,000 words is a lot to write; the average person types 900-1,000 consistent words an hour, and putting in a solid 30-ish hours over the past month to this book has been no small feat.
Though I won’t be winning this year, I’ve definitely learned a lot about myself, writing and time management.
So here’s to next year, NaNoWriMo finish line. Next year.