So, in a recent moment of temporary insanity, I signed up for Camp NaNo in July. I requested cabinmates in my genre (fantasy) and I set my word goal as 10,000.
10,000 words is the lowest option, and you may remember it’s also twice what I wrote for the actual NaNoWriMo last November.
I’m going to continue with my re-worked fairy tale (“Oochigeaskw”) that I begin for NaNo2013. That November I did a lot of (shallow, internet-based) research, tried to start writing from the beginning, and then got frustrated when the story wasn’t going anywhere.
I haven’t done any real writing on this since November–I think I was a little burned out–but the characters and scenes have started worming their way back into my head and percolating there for awhile. Hmm. Worms percolating. Not the image I wanted there.
I think about my stories all the time: while driving, showering, waiting for files to transfer. In fact, Oochigeaskw might be the one thing keeping me sane at work right now. There is an abstract deadline coming up next week and we currently have no data. So my life is devoted to data analysis at the moment, and everyone is stressed out, including me.
What’s getting me through the day is those quiet moments when I can hear my characters talking. I can see Team’s smile lighting up his face, and all of a sudden I understand why he won’t tell Ash his secret. He likes feeling “normal” too much. This is another secret, but he has just revealed it to me.
Thank you, Team. Keep talking, please.