For the precisely none of you who were wondering, I did manage to finish my NaNoWriMo Novel in time for the deadline, meaning I get this nifty little web graphic and some degree of self-satisfaction at being able to slap out a 50,000 word novel in 30 days.
Of course the quality wasn’t that great. I started a rather large plot device at the beginning that seems to have disappeared immediately after being introduced, and my outline was thrown out the window after only a few days, but I actually managed to produce something with some semblance of a plot and some decent characters. Which means that if I cared to put another few weeks of constant rewrites into it I might actually have something decent in the end.
But alas, I’m burned out on that story. One of the great ironies of being a writer is that when you’re chasing one story you seem to be more perceptive to all the other stories out there. Of course, that assumes that I’ll ever actually get off my ass and actually put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard as the case may be) and get them out.
Again, there’s always NaNoWriMo 2004…