I'm probably only going to make 15K by Tuesday, but my November was a mess in so many ways, I'm surprised I got that much. And I got a character who was originally only a throwaway turning into quite a personality indeed out of it. So definitely worth it.
A brighter future for a darker age.I did it! I just passed 50,000 words! And one day short of the end of the month, too!
This hand of mine is burning red! It's glow is calling me to defeat you!Congratulations!
A brighter future for a darker age.Yay! Good for you. You get a star.
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"War doesn't prove who's right, only who's left." "Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future."Back in October, a friend of mine more or less strong-armed me into participating in Nanowrimo. I had never done it before. With great reluctance, I accepted, not expecting to achieve very much.
Last night, a little after midnight, I passed the fifty thousand word mark.
What's that weird burning sensation I'm feeling in my chest? ...oh, wait, that's pride. So that's what that feels like.
Feels good, doesn't it?
Wish I were there this year, but life didn't let it. Still writing, though!
A brighter future for a darker age.Fifty thousand, four-hundred eighty-eight words.
WHAT NOW, NOVEMBER?
And I finished the last bits on the fourth story roof of the psych building, under a stormy sky. It's important to do these things right.
~Duk
SPACE? LASERS? ROBOTS?Final word count: 8262 words. Less than half last year, and that didn't have any writing at all done after my stalling point IIRC. (Less planning last year, too, though I progressed further in-story-time-wise this time.)
Bugger.
I did it! And I made up for my cheating, so I wrote like 3,000 words today! This feels great!
"War doesn't prove who's right, only who's left." "Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future."I managed to trick myself into reaching 50k. My manuscript is saved on my laptop and on my flash drive. When I came home from class I set right into expanding the manuscript, then when I finished my expansion pass I combined all of the extraneous bits that I'd cut out of the narrative (or never were in the first place, like my structure notes) into it.
The version on my flash drive did not get updated when I added my 4.6k weekly status update and plan for the next week. I went to a write-in on campus and feverishly wrote to my personal 45k word goal, then realized I didn't have the statuses in there.
Fresh-eyed movie blog51,221. But I started with about 1000 words written, so that counts as barely squeaking in for the win.
Only it's two stories because the first one only turned out to be 30K, so I wrote a 20K second story.
The Decembering? Uh-uh. I have finals to study for. Are you guys going to do Script Frenzy though?
"War doesn't prove who's right, only who's left." "Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future."I may, as an exercise — it'd be nice to learn how to do scripts.
A brighter future for a darker age.Necromancer: Bring this thread back to life.
I tried to do Nano last year but gave up about a week into it. I'm gonna try again this year, hopefully with better results.
So we need to write 1,666 words a day at minimum to reach the target...how are y'all gonna make yourself focus? I know for me personally I usually write in spurts so making sure I get something written every day will be a challenge.
Still don't have a coherent story yet...all I know so far is it involves a desert, and velociraptors.
He's like fire and ice and rage. He's ancient and forever. He burns at the centre of time. Rory punched him in the face.I'm gonna try to make a Black Comedy. Its a group of friends trying to hide a body while on vacation... And that's pretty all I got.
Interesting idea. Creepy, but that's probably the idea.
He's like fire and ice and rage. He's ancient and forever. He burns at the centre of time. Rory punched him in the face.Yeah, they accidentally ran over a guy there first night in the city. >__>
Well, my pre-Na No planning story goes as such
At first there was a plot, and the plot was good, until sayeth the writer with creator attention disorder - oh shit I thought of a few better ones.
Option one can simplified into - the gods go to war
Only, that's part of a mythos, and it was meant to be framed by excerpts from the official religious texts of the world. Only then I'd need more of the mythos, and the world, and to really quickly make the narrator more fleshed out.
And I don't have time, so I said "right, you are going to go sit in your word document and reflect on your place in life. I am going to come back and talk to you later on, okay?"
So now I'm re-plotting. My first step is to make myself write a creepy nursery/rhyme. It will be mucho fun.
Woohoo! Nano! I'm excited for this year's one, I'm hoping to actually make 50k this time.
Even half would be nice. >_>
edited 25th Oct '11 1:32:54 PM by Hydrall
Mine's getting weirder the more I try to plan it out.
So far:
Setting is the Republic of Chiani, which is in the throes of an interstellar civil war. There's a lab on one of their more backwater planets that houses something that will turn the tides. It might be documents, might be a computer virus, might be some kind of human abomination space wizard in a tube - who knows! - but something is there that the rebelling territory of Riah thinks will help out their cause. They send out a task force to infiltrate and meet up with their dude on the inside, but something has gone horribly wrong! (Of course!) The lab's undergone a weird kind of one-way quarentine (I'll figure out why later): people can go in, but they can't go back out. Not only this, but the task-force's landing craft has decided to crash by our timid heroine's out-of-the-way home, killing or disabling the lot of them. One of the survivors manages to convince her that it's vitally important to get up-to-date info to their inside guy (as well as some supplies) and off she goes into the Lab of Doom. She meets up with the inside dude, a lizard-man, they go off adventuring (her reluctantly, but if she's going to die messily at least she won't die alone messily), they encounter interesting things and people, including, but not exclusively, an axe crazy lab worker whose empathy-power suppressing chip is on the fritz and a very honorable zombie.
I have no idea where I'm going from there yet.
i. hear. a. sound.I'm just going to do the same idea I've been messing with the whole time.
I have no real outline, no clue about the second half on, no idea how the story'll end, a still-unfinalized amount of characters, and unfinalized power rules.
LETSGO
Forget the tropes until after you're done.And when this corruption of the human condition comes down, it will come down hard.
Bleh summary, given that it came off the top of my head at midnight.
TL;DR: The War On Terror with superheroes.
I am now known as Flyboy.
Kind gave up once I was 15k behind, going to try and blast an extra 2k in today just to say I didn't give up on it and then, I'm going to rip it apart, and start again in actual writing.
[[User Banned]]_ My Pm box ix still open though, I think?