• Day Two: She Makes Word Salad and Eats It With Her Fingers

    I have passed from brilliant plotting to mostly incoherent stream-of-consciousness, and landed here where it now appears I'm writing a semi-articulate prose poem. Welcome to my NaNoWriMo novel, Day Two.

    This always happens. My brain is hardwired for poems and I force it unwillingly to tell a whole story. It's becoming obvious this is a right-brain left-brain thing for me and all I need to do is imagine a clear filament connecting the two on which all the letters dance across and line up in an obedient Times New Roman kind of lockstep.

    See what I mean?

    I anticipated this moment (and the twenty or so other ones yet to come) by making myself Think About What Happens Next. Tonight I have these strange camera shots that sound like whale song. I like them, though.


    Okay. Back to the page.  

    Be sure to tell me how your battle goes...

    4 Comments → Day Two: She Makes Word Salad and Eats It With Her Fingers

    1. Yay! You've got a great start! I'm loving your word count. And I'm a little jealous, because I haven't even hit 1k. I've got a lot of work to do this weekend.

    2. You probably have more story in your 1k than I'm going to have by November 30th. Let's sling this out even if it's wrong!

    3. I attempted NaNoWriMo this year but found my (admittedly half-hearted) efforts hijacked by essay grading for the paying job, not to mention holiday prep and family get-togethers. This year's NaNoWriMo was a lesson in letting go for me - letting go of the notion that I was going to come out a winner. I never even came close. I think we need to petition the OLL to move NaNoWriMo to January - it is, after all, the bleakest month weatherwise and has no gift-giving feast days requiring familial closeness. Who's with me?

    4. Dame, I'm with you. November is the cruelest month, especially for those of us in education. January is a MUCH better time for NaNoWriMo and February would make much more rewrite sense. I finished, but it was agonizing toward the end. I completely understand having to let it go - almost did it twice myself.

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