It is Camp Nanowrimo this month. I wasn’t going to participate because I don’t need to write any more horrible first drafts of novels until this current one is in shape. And then I realized that I have exactly 31 chapters that are unedited. That’s one for every day in July.
I am officially giving myself 1615 words for every chapter I complete, for a total of the traditional 50,000 by the end. Thanks to my Logic final exam I’m a chapter behind. But I can totally catch up and win. Giving myself a deadline has made the novel much better behaved. I think I whipped it into shape with this scheme, opposed a little discipline. I’m feeling like the enforcer.
Well, I was until this morning, anyway. I’ve been in editing mode for so long that I’ve reached a chapter which needs to be added and I’m feeling really loathe to write anything from scratch. Make stuff up? Out of my own head? But it’s so haa-ard.
Ok, I’ll stop whining now and put my hands back to the keyboard. Must make word count!