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Day 24: Only ONE SPOT LEFT!!!

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Oh NOOOOO!!!!! I have ONE MORE WEEK to raise my funds, but there’s ONLY ONE SPOT LEFT!

Will I make it??? Gosh I hope so! I’m trying to keep my sunshiney optimism but it’s looking more and more like this whole crowdfunding for writing thing is NOT going to be a success this time around…awwww poop!!!!

I’m not giving up, just feeling the pressure that I HAVE to find a way to make this work!!!!!

What MORE can I do???


-Promote on Facebook and Twitter!

-Have a garage sale?


Day 27: Don’t Think, Just Write (and Raise the Roof!).

Wednesday, Nov. 27

42,626…that means only 7,374 more words to go! But, tomorrow is a holiday. Friday is a writing day. Saturday is the last day of this challenge (and I’m supposed to take the kiddos on the Santa Train! Why did I buy those damn tickets on the last day of NaNoWriMo? Didn’t I anticipate my procrastination would lead me to NEED that WHOLE day to finish?!?).

But I am making progress. I mean, if you consider word count progress. I don’t know about the quality of those words…but apparently I’m not supposed to think (or is it over-think?) about what I’m writing. I’m just supposed to do it. You know, write.

I just want to cry…wahhhhh! What are my characters supposed to do NOW? I already killed one (oops! Delayed spoiler alert!). Now what? I guess I have to decide if my protag will accomplish her goal. But what was her goal? Is it bad if I forgot? JK. Or not. Don’t judge. Hey, at least I’m writing!

And while I’m not blogging as often here at the end, I’m seeking solace in Starbucks. Table stalking people until they leave so I can have a table all to myself. Where I can glue my butt to the chair and force myself to write because there is no one here that needs me to change their diaper, feed them, resolve disputes over who hit who first, and no laundry anywhere in sight. Huzzah! (I say this because I’m a little delirious and that’s what they told us to say at the Princess theater in Disneyland when we saw a short musical rendition of Beauty and the Beast. Don’t ask me why I felt it was appropriate to use here. I have no other excuse.)

Okay, this should count as a blog post. So now, back to writing. Only 7,374 more words to go (did I mention that already?). Not that I’m counting, or updating my word count obsessively to the NaNo site. Who, me? Oh. You saw me do it? Okay. Well, you win. I’m obsessively updating my word count to track my progress! And while we’re talking (writing) word count, can I apply my blog posts to that word count?

No? Shit (sorry Mom, you know I can’t help myself sometimes).

Then I’m definitely done blogging for today! Back to work (and by that I mean writing really crappy dialogue and avoiding my character’s real dilemmas).

Update: I persisted. I wrote. I reached 44,384. I brought all (okay, the majority) of conflicting characters together to hash it out. And now, it’s quitting time. Huzzah! (And yes, I do realize that I’m a dork. Thank you.) By the way, this means that now I only have 5,616 words left to write. I. Can. Do. This. I mean, look, my word count is finally touching the little line it’s supposed to be at! Woo hoo (raising the roof with hands, because, yes, that’s what dorks like me do when we’re excited)!day 27

Day 1: Out of Focus: Baking, Blogging, and Avoiding the Novel.

Saturday, Nov. 16

Soccer season is now officially over! Hooray! And now I’m free to finish NaNoWriMo, right? Well, not exactly. At least not this weekend. I’ll have to plan a self-imposed write-in next weekend so I can catch up. In the meantime, here’s where I stand with my progress so far:

18,225 words. Which means: I’m behind, but not impossibly behind. I can still catch up and finish this thing, even if it kills me (which at this point I’m almost counting on it killing me!). And so what do I do when I’m stressed about my word count?


Procrastinate by baking and blogging.

Cookies, check! Pumpkin muffins, check! Homemade rolls, check! Word count, uh oh (insert sad emoji here). Blog? Working on it. Hoping to post on actual day of writing it (fingers crossed).

But what is my fear about sitting and writing my novel? I’m afraid it’s not cohesive (and by “it” I mean the novel, the trajectory, the journey, my thoughts). I’ve had terrible ADD this time around (last year I did NaNoWriMo for the first time and finished early!). Maybe I can blame it on my new status of mom-of-three. Maybe my story is not very interesting. Maybe it’s because I don’t have an outline. Maybe it’s that I’m not consistent with writing it so I fall out of the story and it’s hard to get back in, and then I’m so anxious to just write that I just start writing even if I don’t know where it’s going.

One thing that’s set this experience apart from previous novels, I’m writing a lot of dialogue. Like, mostly dialogue. Is this good or bad? I don’t know. It’s different. In other writing ventures, I have been so shy of making my characters talk, and then I force them to talk in later revisions. But this time around, all they are doing is talking and I need to fill in the scenery and the actions and the emotions of it all to frame the dialogue. It’s not a play, after all (or is it?).

I have notes on my trusty old notepad (which I tend to ignore, but they’re there, mind you!). And those sketch out some of the possibilities of where this thing (this beast, this anvil, this anchor, this creation of mine)is going. But I still feel a little (or a lot) lost when I try to sit down and write.

One problem? I am soooooo unfocused (and this is both literal and figurative).


I need a new prescription for my reading glasses (thank you 30s and thank you three kids who’ve apparently ruined their mom’s vision). And I just don’t know where this story is really going. And I worry that it’s just standing still. People are just talking about work and life and everyday problems and not DOING enough.

A mysterious phone call. A strange, supernatural/paranormal ability. And more…(don’t ask me what, I’m still figuring it out!).Okay, one house was set afire. Some complicated love triangles (or squares, or hexagons, or something like that…okay, everybody is in love with everybody…maybe). But what’s next? What does fate have in store for these troubled people?

Day 14: Oh Poop! Halfway Through NaNoWriMo…

Thursday, Nov. 14

And then, all of a sudden, NaNoWriMo is halfway over! Oh @#$%!

I made better progress yesterday, upping my word count to 16,304 by adding 2,024 words in one day. Yes, one day. Now if only I can make that happen EVERY day, I will be set! Trophy in hand (metaphorically).

But instead of working on my novel, I’m blogging about working (or not working) on my novel. And while yes, I do LOVE blogging, I feel torn at times about what to focus on. But rather than decide, I just stretch myself like Stretch Armstrong (come on, you know who I’m talking about) and try to do it all. Is this a blessing or a curse? I sometimes think if I could just focus on ONE thing, I would totally rock at it, and be the best most amazing person at that ONE thing.

But who really does that? And by focusing on only ONE thing, what would I be losing? Well, besides custody of my children because well, kids need attention. Lots and lots. And then there’s me. I need to give myself attention too. And not the fun kind like that which writing provides, but the general maintenance kind. As in showering, eating, sleeping, pooping. Wait, no. I never poop. Seriously. I’m a girl. Girls don’t do that.

Okay, maybe I had my little brother fooled into believing that until age (way too old to still believe that). And yes, I probably shouldn’t mention it because now you all have a gross mental picture of me pooping. But, truth is, I’m a mom. And so much of my life does revolve around poop and therefore conversations about poop. Usually not my own, no I’m way too proper and mature for that (wink wink), but the baby’s!

And now, inadvertently, this blog post will be tagged with “poop”. What is wrong with me?

Oh yea, I’m a mom. And a writer. So I’m in double trouble in the weird zone (no offense to fellow moms and/or writers).

So what the Hell was I even writing about before I got side-tracked with poop? Oh yea, multi-tasking. And focusing. Ha ha. Yea, I guess maybe I should learn to focus more on individual tasks. And then I could check them off my to-do list (yes I have one of those, or actually many of those, buried under the mess on my desk somewhere).messy desk

Which brings me to another point: should I clean my desk? What? You agree that I don’t have time for that? Okay good. I’ll just keep writing then. And I know that since I muscled out 2,000+ words yesterday, I can totally do it today! I can do it. I can do it. Okay, pep talk over. Mirror put away.

And so, with NaNoWriMo nearly half-way over, I have definitely gotten loopier and more desperate for writing time and more delirious from the pressure to keep writing, and by that I mean forcing my characters to do stuff even when they just want to go to bed (and by “they” I mean “I”).

But never fear! I will win this thing! This @#$%^& novel will be completed by midnight of November 30. Oh you just wait and see. Because, really, that’s all you can do. I’m the one who has to keep doing the heavy lifting (and by that I mean obsessive compulsive typing).

Day 12: NaBloPoMo???

Tuesday, Nov. 12

Yes, I recently discovered this whole other world that I already existed in, I just didn’t know there was a name for it. NaBloPoMo: National Blog Posting Month. What? That’s freakin’ awesome! And so, when the sullen writer curls up in her corner to write, as if she’s the only one in the world who feels this nagging compulsion to do so, and simultaneously feels that heavy self-doubt inflicting her motivation…she can turn to Twitter and accidentally discover that SHE’S NOT ALONE! (And by SHE I mean ME.)

Yes, taking on this dual challenge is, well, a challenge! But I’m loving it. I think it’s true what good old mom said when I was little (okay, she’s not old but she’s good) about the harder you work at something the more rewarding it is. Because writing is hard. But rewarding. Yes, even if nobody follows your blog (which I am so surprised and stoked each time I get an email that I have a new follower or someone leaves me a comment or someone favorites my post…it’s seriously the greatest feeling ever! Like that feeling when you get a package from Amazon at your door and you rip it open and it’s like a mini-Christmas! So, thank you peeps for all the follows! and helping me curb my need for ordering stuff on Amazon just so I get that euphoric feeling!) and you receive rejection after rejection of your writing submissions. Still, there’s that feeling of accomplishment when you don’t give up and you persevere.

Does blogging take away from my novel-writing time? Well, I’m glad you asked (yes, I’m a nut, I have conversations with myself, give me ONE writer who DOES NOT have conversations with themselves!). I think it enhances my novel-writing. Because sometimes I just don’t feel like writing my novel, but I still feel like writing. And blogging helps clear those darn cobwebs from my brain so that I can access the good stuff and use that for my novel.

Okay, maybe it does take away some of my time that I commit to writing. But you know what else I love about blogging? Especially blogging while working on other writing projects (i.e. poetry, short stories, novels, what else is there? Shameless self promotion on social media? And by that I mean reposting other people’s stuff that I find interesting…). I like that I don’t over-think things when I blog. I just write as I think, give it a quick once-over revision, add a few fancy flares (photos, links, tags, what-have-you). And then it’s done. Voila! No muss, no fuss, just take it as it is.

Sure, there are some posts that drive me nuts, and I go back and edit eight times. Ten times. Re-reading after I post and discovering that I’m missing a capital letter here. Or the formatting got all funked up there when I inserted the photo and then moved the photo. Or maybe it’s that last line that just doesn’t give the post closure. Or the title. I clearly need help with titles. When it comes to that, do I title my entry for search engine optimization? Or do I merely use my creative license and title as I see fit? Or try to blend the two? Short and sweet? As long as a flash fiction piece? Could my title stand alone as a poem? Yes, I’m getting carried away. But as much as these minor details drive me crazy, they are soooo minor compared to the stress of titling and editing longer pieces that you send out to some fancy schmancy editor who will then make you wait three months before they email you a generic reply that starts with “Sorry…” and ends with “Thank you anyways…” if you’re lucky enough to even get that amount of emotion from your rejection. And you save that rejection letter anyways, because, hey, at least you were brave enough to send it out and try.

And so, that is why I am uber excited (is it okay to say uber and write uber without the little dots above the u? Because I barely have time to write this post, let alone google how to type those little dots…) about NaBloPoMo!

Hooray for writing! Hooray for all my peeps who are as crazy as I am and are participating in this double challenge! Happy writing! And excessive coffee-drinking!happyme

Second disclaimer: Sadly, I am not “officially” part of NaBloPoMo since I’m not posting every single day…but that’s okay because I just learned about it anyways (insert smiley face with tongue sticking out).

Day 6: I Should be Novelling…

Wednesday, Nov. 6

I need to get that word count up. But more important than word count, is story. I need need need a good story. And I haven’t given myself the time to discover that yet. And now, instead of trying to write my novel, I am blogging about how I need to write. Anyone else see the problem here?

So why is it easier to blog than to novel (I’m making that a verb for your information)? Maybe it’s the kids who keep asking me questions like “how much is 999 plus a thousand???” “10 plus 10 equals how much, a thousand?” “which comes first, N or L?” And I’m over here typing, like “yea” “no” “I don’t know” “why are you asking me so many questions?” and finally “I’m not listening to you, I’m working” (ouch, I know, mom of the year, insert emoji with hands over eyes here).


And I can’t even blame my lack of productivity on my role as a mom because my husband has been stepping up and taking the kids to soccer for me, picking up ready-made food for dinner (okay okay, fast food, but I hate the word fast-food, makes me cringe…fast food makes me think of McDonald’s and ever since I read about the ingredients of chicken nuggets I can’t do McDonalds. I just can’t). And yes, I’ve been sick, and yes, I’m trying to WILL myself better.

I’m not a huge fan of taking unnecessary medicine, I’m breastfeeding so I can’t take many kinds of medicine, and I have no health insurance so I don’t feel like spending a hundred bucks on a doctor appointment that will only confirm what I already know: I’m sick!

But yes, I NEED to rest. I NEED to eat. I NEED to do so many things, and being SICK is just getting in the way. And it’s November, so I HAVE to write (hello? NaNoWriMo!), and I have to plan out my Christmas shopping (3 kids=I need to be extra savvy to sales, coupons, and layaway). And then there’s those poetry revisions my friend gave back to me that I need to look at and revise. And then there’s those poems she sent me that I need to read and make notes on. And then, and then, and then…NO AND THEN (come on, anyone seen “Dude, Where’s My Car?”)!

And so, that is a rundown of how NaNoWriMo is (not) going. But it’s only week one. And I don’t quit! I just have to make a breakthrough and once that plot reveals itself I will be unstoppable! Mwah ha ha ha ha ha. Yes, I’m delirious. No, have not had nearly enough coffee to produce the results I’m looking for.