Well, this hasn’t been going according to plan.
And by “this” I mean “Camp NaNoWriMo” of course.
And by “plan” I mean at least one thousand words a day.
It’s day three and as I write this I have written less than a thousand words.
I wish I knew.
Saturday I had every intention (Yeah, yeah, the road to Hell is well-paved. I know) of writing three thousand words. I managed a little over seven hundred. (Soraine is being a very uncooperative pirate captain and is trying to do some sort of odd heroic thing that is going to completely mess up other stuff… But maybe I should just scrap the other stuff and let her go and do it. But anyhow, I digress.)
I did have one hellacious headache all day, though, which didn’t help.
So, Saturday was a bust.
Sunday was even worse – I managed to scrounge up another two hundred words or so, despite the headache that staggered in from Saturday.
And so far today hasn’t been very productive either. I was running errands for a large part of the day, though, so at least I know where some of the time went, unlike the two previous days.
But still… How did I get this far behind already?
I think maybe part of it was the departure from what I had planned. I’m fighting against the natural flow of the characters and story, trying to force it into what I had planned.
Or maybe it’s that I didn’t really have a whole lot planned for this scene, but when it made a 90 degree turn from my expectations I still insisted that it needed to follow along my non-existent planned route.
Either way it seems that the problem is my reluctance to give up control and go with the flow. (Maybe because what I’m writing is an extra scene to a more or less completed (a beta reader wanted more added) novel that I’m trying to finish up?)
At any rate, the solution now seems clear. Strike through a lot of what I have written (don’t want to lose the word count) and start fresh, letting the characters lead the way.
On Friday I’ll let you know how that works out.