Day Seven

Today was a truly beautiful day of ups and downs and ultimate triumph.

It started off with a trip to my first official write-in. I got there around 1:30 and no one was really working. We all talked about how the first week had treated us, what goals we wanted to reach, what our characters were doing behind our backs...even about the one insane person in our region that has already 'won' Nano by hitting over 50k words. (And he's still writing.) In fact, we did very little in the way of writing until around 3:00 when it was time for a box of doom challenge. I drew 800 words this time, something I probably could have achieved had I not been handwriting everything. There was no way. I did make 539 words in that sprint though, so I was quite proud for the circumstances. Then at 4:00 it was time for another one, but this time I took a dare rather than a word count challenge since my hand was trying to cramp up. I don't think it's adjusted to the writing lifestyle yet.

I got home around 5:30 after getting hamburgers for my hubby and I. Then it was back to the writing block for me. Now the funny thing was I'm at an extremely important scene. At the write-in I wrote the beginning of the scene during the first BoD. Then I wrote the end of the scene during the second BoD when the dare I drew worked perfectly for that part of the scene and not where I'd left off. So I came home thinking, "Great! I've already written the beginning and I've already written the end. This is going to be easy!" It totally was not easy. In fact, I panicked a little trying to figure out the massive load of logistics that go into the art of dueling in my world.

Here comes the guild to the rescue! (The guild is what I've decided to informally call my regional writing group. I feel like we're a bunch of online entities that only meet up once and awhile but still talk to each other all the time....which then makes me think of my husband and some of his World of Warcraft friends. Just go with it.) They seriously saved the day. They asked what my problem was, what was going on, and then began throwing out tons of suggestions from worlds they'd already encountered in film, tv, and books. Then they altered their suggestions and began creating their own based on my comments I gave. And they helped me right up until I understood just how to write it all. Hooray! It was a bit of a struggle still, but I knew just how to get there at last.

Now, don't even get me started on the discussion we had about each of our weird writing tics. Mine are...special.

My two favorite quotes of the day from the write-in:
1) "I believe it is essential for children to have low self-esteem."
2) "Do people in comas count as an inanimate object?"

Now while you ponder those two things, good night my friends. Tomorrow is another day.

Words Today: 1915
Total Words: 12006

Yours Truly,
Mrs. C