Tonight I am thankful for no more driving. I spent 3 hours in my car today. That is quite enough, considering I barely escaped the city proper.
I debated if I should even attempt to sit down and write. (After all, three hours of sitting in a car is quite enough sitting!) Last night I worked through the first draft of what will probably be the hardest scene I've ever had to write in my life and will probably also require the most editing. I know I didn't get it down right, down the way that I wanted to, but in the spirit of NaNoWriMo, I am moving onward and will let it settle until I can come back to it. Hopefully with renewed energy and better perspective.
I also realized yesterday, after about 4 days of writing, what it was that was bothering me. There was a pebble in my shoe, or a thought I couldn't quite remember, something haunting me I couldn't quite figure out. I placed a significant event in my book too early and it's had an effect on everything that comes after. Once I realized my mistake, everything feels much, much better. Right. David Levithan said a writer can usually tell when they've veered off the right course and I have to say, in this case he was 100% correct. I'm just glad it's something I can easily fix without having to completely rewrite the last 20 pages.
I can hardly believe that in the past three weeks, I've already written 120 pages!
Wow. No wonder I'm feeling so tired. Those pages I wrote the first few days feel like they were written months ago, not days ago. I am so looking forward to the time and space to go back and see how my entire story plays out.
I cannot believe that we're down to the last week of 2011's NaNoWriMo. It's amazing to believe that tomorrow is already Thanksgiving.
"And I am a writer, writer of fictions. I am the heart that you call home. And I've written pages upon pages trying to rid you from my bones."from The Engine Driver by The Decemberists
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| From The Lover's Dictionary by David Levithan |
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