It has been nine days since my last post. In those nine days, I have almost doubled my word count in the great NaNoWriMo challenge, the National Novel Writing Month event. But it was slow there for awhile.
I was beginning to panic. My characters were dazed and confused, wandering in too many directions at once. The plot was thinning. I had bonded with them, but I didn’t think to ask them where they wanted to go. They had to think about it for a few days. Then they got back to me.
When I woke up this morning, the final destination of my story appeared in the distance. I reached out, grabbed it, and didn’t let go. I worte over 3000 words today, then I got tired.
Not of my story, which is still swimming in my head, but of the telling of it. Time to take a break. I can’t wait to find out what happens next. What fun!