Cups of coffee drunk as a direct result of NaNoWriMo: 1
Glasses of wine drunk as a direct result of NaNoWriMo: 4
I had a terrible sleep for no reason, so at 5am I was lying in bed, staring at my desk and thinking ‘What the Fuck was I thinking. Why do I think I can write a novel? It’s going to be awful and unreadable and even I won’t like it. WHY?!
So it was a really positive start to the month.
Overall, over the last 7 days I have written every day except one. You read about how hard it is, you know that the requisite daily 1,667 words is about 2 A4 pages. But until you have tried to write that much per day on a continued theme or story, you cannot imagine how difficult it really is. Between my job, a blog and personal writing, I can write pages and pages every day. All of which flows easily in comparison to a Novel.
I have been getting up early to write. I am reluctant to wake myself up but I think it is best to write when my brain is fresh. I even write before I have had my first morning coffee.
Having seen this quote by Hemingway many times;
I decided to try it one night. That did not work. After 4 glasses of wine I am in no mood to do anything except have a 5th glass. I certainly could not have pulled out several hours of creative writing.
So far I am unhappy with what I have written. Any spontaneity has gone and I feel myself getting formulaic, as if my individual voice has drowned under the supposed sea of words. But I suppose that is the real gift in good writing – to have a voice, to communicate your thoughts and feelings succinctly, and ultimately, to transmit emotions over the page. I think humour must be one of the most difficult emotions to get across the page, but that is how I would like to write – humorously. Rather a big challenge I have set myself.
So. Word Count.
Total goal / where I should be at one week / current total
50,000 / 11,669 / 8.585
I'm pretty far behind, if I'm honest. I just better sit down and have a productive writing weekend.