Right now, I'm totally failing NaNoWriMo. According to the chart, my current daily average will have me finishing the novel sometime in December. It's not so much that I'm low on word-count, though. It's that I haven't been writing every day. Which is the point of this thing - to work on your novel every day.

I write every day. I have stories and blog posts and schnibbles everywhere. As a matter of fact, I need to back up, because the volume of writing has reached a capacity that if something happened, I'd be mad. Anyway... My point, which I'm so adept at straying from, is that I'm not doing what I should be doing. And, well, I don't know if I care.

I'm working on an idea that may not be worth anything - at least in novel form - and it's slow going because it isn't working. The cool thing is that it has me thinking about writing and actually writing more than I have for a long time.

So I will probably not finish this year's novel. I'm going to continue to work on it through the end of November anyway. Maybe it'll turn into something workable. And if not, well, at least I can say I (sort of) tried.


hannahjustbreathe said...

Eh, so what if you don't finish. It's the journey, not the destination!

Oh, wait. That's yoga. If you're aiming to write a complete novel, then that's a pretty distinct destination to reach...

Still. Don't give up. :)

Dorothy said...

I'm going to keep working on this until the end of the month, but I'm thinking of it more like freewriting than novelling. Who knows, maybe I'll end up with an On the Road type thing for single woman in the early 21st century?