The NaNoWriMo has ended. I could say: “Goodbye to you! We will never meet again!” But I know one should never say never.
My standpoint just now, however, is that it isn’t likely, that I will participate again. But as I said – never say never.
I did reach the goal though. 50.000 words, reached the ending November 24th and forced me to continue writing for three more days. That didn’t go well. Was just rambling random words, some kind of diary, odd thoughts and such.
OKAY! I had permitted myself to count all and anything I wrote during November! Is OKAY!
Was just trying to get into that habit of writing daily!
The first weeks the writing went quite well, I even got a story to work on. Or at least I began to write a story. So for those first weeks, most of the words went that way. Then also some blogposts, okay. And some diary notes, okay.
It amazed me that I actually could write that much. Up to 3500 words in one session. So. Conclusion. I have that ability. BUT! Then the pressure of writing daily, and writing lots of words, got to me. I lost the story almost entirely. I didn’t remember what I had written.
And I lost the passion for writing, aw well. My writing mind shut down.
It’s good to know that I am able to lose myself in the writing of a story. Just let it flow through my fingers, without much thinking.
BUT! This isn’t my way of writing, not day after day like this, just letting words flow through me without thinking. I don’t connect to the story that way!
I’m staying outside and don’t remember what I have written! Kind of awkward. I always used to remember my stories and my characters. What they were doing, and why. I used to remember the environment, the time of year, the weather and – of course – the plot itself.
So this is awkward. I’ll never write like this anymore.
I reached 50.016 words on November 24th. Then I kept on writing (garbage) for another three days. Quit writing and counting to NaNo at 53.798 words.
And haven’t written anything at all since then.
ODD! Really odd! It feels like at least three or four weeks ago – but in reality, just 5 days have gone since then.
How peculiar! Don’t I have an inner clock? Apparently not. Or it works in another kind of time zone.
I have copied this first draft of Mz Eliza – with garbage and all – and put that aside. Now I will read it all. First just quickly enough to get rid of the obvious garbage.
Then I’ll read the story more properly, to get to know it! To step into it and look around.
I have spoken here about the story and the garbage. There is a third part as well. All the ponderings, thoughts, questions et cetera, that I have asked myself about the story! Some kind of synopsis, though not an organized, proper one.
It’s about the plot itself, the characters, the relationships between them – or no relationship. About the world, I don’t even know the name of the world yet!
But there is one thing I have realized! And one thing is better than none. There is a world I’m creating.
In this world, there is an enchanted city with a high ancient tower. There is a big desert and a southern mountain ridge that from a distance looks like a dead dinosaur.
There is an evil tribe, but good people as well as bad. There are Jaycee and Theyou, Bill and Kayla, the Long-Legged Man and the evil Judge.
There are Andrew Millbourne and an old, wise man called Rosario. Who is he? Is he really who he seems to be?
There are lots of magic in different ways, and lots of odd people appear! And of course! There is something that looks like a solar eclipse! Though it isn’t…
And now there is also a woman called Eliza Elderberry who was killed and then found herself as …
… someone else, somewhere else… not yet knowing she now is in this world or where this world is. She is so very confused. But saved! Rescued! For the time being…