Just another writing blog

On the verge of 30k words, which isn’t bad considering we’re now half way through NaNoWriMo. Congrats to everyone who’s made it this far without going bonkers! Only another 15 days to go and we can edit to our hearts content!

In slightly related news, I think I’m going to be unplugging the internet cable during the day when I should be NaNo-ing or working or otherwise. The likes of Twitter and Facebook are proving too tempting and I find myself wasting hours on various websites, Youtube being one of the major culprits. Also, I find myself getting too worked up over the small things, such as seeing friends’ word counts grow while mine seems to stand still. I have to admit that I am growing more and more frustrated with my novel and the way it’s developing because it’s not how I envisioned how it would go when I first started. I wanted Mana, my main character, to be more melancholy and aloof, instead he’s a little too likeable and… well, nice. I suppose it makes him more real, but it means the start of the novel is kind of pointless now. This kind of thing should be put on hold until December, of course, but I can’t help it. My inner-editor keeps rearing her ugly head and slamming the door in her face just isn’t working anymore.

Also, I find myself getting frustrated at my internet friends. I deal with a lot of shit from a fair number of them because I loathe conflict, and really I just want to help them take their minds off whatever is going on in their lives. Unfortunately the same is never true if I’m in the crappy mood. I’m just being mardy during those moments. But I digress. I have been twittering, during the nano process because for me it’s sort of like a big support group, with people in similar positions to myself asking for advice, or people whom I can give advice to, or people who share blog posts about things they think will help. It’s great. Today, though, something happened that made me question whether I should stop doing that. Long story short, I saw a tweet from a follower that made me feel bad for tweeting so much.

Now, okay, it’s not the end of the world if someone’s annoyed I tweet so much because they can just unfollow me. I know that. I just felt… I dunno, like I should apologise for it. Sigh.

So yes. Distinct lack of internet for me. Although I can actually tweet from my phone so it won’t help on that front. Lol fail.

Oops.

I pretty much did nothing on my nano today, because I was so shattered. Woke up this morning and went to collect my gorgeous new sunglasses, as well as order some normal everyday glasses – I pretty much got something like my current glasses but like, only half-rims – and then we went to look at hoovers and then went to Morrisons or, as I like to call it, Hell. I am not even joking. There were people coughing all over the fresh produce without using their hand, let alone a tissue, there were people who didn’t wash their hands before leaving the restroom, and there were screaming children. You try telling me that isn’t hell and I will slap you. But anyway, came home and had a nap. Still shattered now and I’ve been awake since about 5.

However, I have plans to start a new subplot now that I’ve killed some characters Mana, my main character, has left the town of Ninora. Next, he meets a mysterious yet mischevous Coyote and comes upon Aelbeck, a town at the edge of a forest where it is said there are man-eating wolves. I think I’m going to enjoy writing this one, but that’s kind of what I said about Ninora and I ended up hating it with the burning passion of a thousand suns. I didn’t have the chance to prepare many notes for this so hopefully that’ll keep my excitement for this arc alive.

I am so over trying to be prepared for NaNo. XD I mean, I haven’t finished any of the outlines for the subplots within my plots, and just have vague ideas about the direction I want them to go in but no matter how hard I try to get those thoughts onto paper (or GDoc) it just doesn’t happen. Talking to fellow NaNo-ers helps me to straighten things out in my head but I cannot seem to translate that into notes. It’s like my brain just refuses to put it simply because it wants to be ~creative~.

Oh well, two more days and I can get started! Rofl, watch my brain decide it doesn’t want to play at all anymore when Nivember 1st rolls on by.