NanoWriMo’s 2017 Prep Month: An Unconvential Ending


There are three days left of this month, making today the 28th of October.

For those who are keeping up with me, I’m going to participate in NanoWriMo this year. I have most of the book figured out, though I have to put most of it down in writing. These last few weeks have been chaotic. My mum’s been in the hospital with a tumor in her gut (which was removed Wednesday, the 25th of October) and she’s going to be stuck there for some time. A week, at the least.

My writing took a backseat throughout these long days. I’ve created a few poems during the storm that has taken by family by surprise. It would seem quite a few of you liked those, too. So thank you for liking the craziness whirling in my head. With the above put out there, let’s get on with the show.

My original intention for this journey turned out to be something I wasn’t expecting.

I’ve been wanting to do NaNoWriMo for some time. I’m a solitary writer. When others say writing is something that’s done by yourself, away from the rest of world, I would agree. There is something so very personal about writing. Each of us put a part of ourselves into our writing and it takes considerable courage to post what we write for everyone else to read.

Yet, unlike many other mediums, writing is generally done solo.

This is something a writer has in common with an artist, I think. Both tend to do their work in a place that is apart from the rest of the world, a place where there are no distractions from other people or events. On the same hand, those same people get pulled back into the world when something happens that’s beyond their control.

With writing, and art, there is usually only one force behind the conception of an idea and world within a story. A writer will spend so much time figuring out the world that shows up. They get to know the characters and the environment and the history of the world that’s unfolding in their mind’s eye. When this is taken into consideration, it’s easy to see why people who are more creatively-inclined do what they do alone.

Some people are able to collaborate and, somehow, enjoy the process.

I’m not one of those people. I tried to be, but that was a futile war.

Now I’m going to do NaNoWriMo. I would prefer using YouTube for these sort of updates, though my hands are tied due to the fact my computer is shitty and my internet is slower than black treacle. I will have thirty (30) days to write 50,000 words. That would be about 1,500 words every day, if I wrote every day. Once I take everything else in consideration, it’ll be more than that. Given I have to drive to St. Louis regularly these days, I know some of my days are going to be cut into. Which means I’m going to keep an eye on what I’m writing, how many words I have, the words that I have to makeup when I can’t write one or two days due to travel…

It’s a lot of work.

For the story itself? I hope to do a daily, semi-daily “Word Count Update (WCU).” I have to do this on NaNoWriMo’s site anyway (or I’m supposed to), so I might as well do it here, too. I think I can do it. I really do. The story’s circulating inside my head, an endless storm of scenes and conversations and visions that demand my attention. So I’ve been working on getting that sorted out.

I’m aiming for 35 chapters.

Five (5) of those chapters will be for the beginning of the story and the end of it. Three (3) for the introduction/setup and two (2) for the ending. The remaining thirty (30) chapters will be the rest of the story. I’m thinking of splitting the bulk of the story into three (3) sections, each ten chapters long. Story format is important. I don’t want to rush any of it, but I don’t want to drag it out either. By going the route I’ve chosen, I can spread out every event and major point in the story in a fashion that will, hopefully, have everyone clinging to the end of their seats in anticipation.

However, I do know many of you actually like to read stories or Flash Fiction on here instead of these updates, so I thought I’d give you a taste of something that happens later in the story as a teaser. So let’s plow into the Teaser, all sails open!

A thousand clarions screamed.

The ground rolled underfoot as bright, crimson explosions cut through the darkness of Daegan Valley. Harley staggered as the earth under her jerked, a massive crack splitting the earth between the dozen transformers. Godric caught hold of her, hauling her away from the gaping wound in the earth as each transformer started to hiss and crackle. At the end of the grove, the power lines started to spark.

Electricity buzzed and hummed, ribbons of white-blue energy clashing. Godric yanked her backward, the world blurring as Harley whirled around. Then they were running, the transformers behind them exploding one after another. Harley’s skin crawled, her hair rising as waves of energy coursed through the air. When the next exploded, her hand was pried from Godric’s and down she went, rolling.

Back hitting the ground, pain sparking through the back of her head, Harley groaned.

Overhead, on the top of the slope, stood Godric.

He wasn’t alone.

The above is a small scene that takes places in the late beginning, early middle of the story. A rough scene, but one that hints at quite a few things. This was the first scene that I actually thought of when I was first creating Harley’s story, actually. There’s a few other scenes I know of, though I won’t do anything on those because they’d be rather massive spoilers. So I’ll leave that there.

As it is, I’m going to have to put a stop to this post in general. I have to head out to work in a bit, which means I need to get all my paperwork in order. So that’s what I’m going to do. Maybe read some ‘Harry Potter’ while I’m at it? Not sure, as of yet.

I’ll figure it out, though.

Until Next Time!



One Comment Add yours

  1. I’m sorry to hear about your mum and wish you all the best with NaNoWriMo.

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