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Overwhelmed, underfocused

Allow me to present a brief recap of NaNoWriMo days 2 and 3:

Yesterday, 6 PM: Oh crap, I haven’t written anything? I better get on that!

Yesterday, 6:03 PM: Dinnertime!

Yesterday, 7:30 PM: Okay, time to write for real. I mean, look at Erin. Erin has… NINE THOUSAND WORDS?! WTF?

Yesterday, 7:35 PM: Breathe, Kristan. It’s okay. You don’t have to write as fast as Erin or anyone else. You just have to write 1,667 words a day.

Yesterday, 7:36 PM: 1,667 WORDS A DAY?!

Yesterday, 7:37 PM: Oh shut up and just do it.

Yesterday, 8:30 PM: Does my story suck? I think my story sucks.

Yesterday: 8:35 PM: Nooo, it doesn’t suck. I’m just scared.

Yesterday: 8:40 PM: Wait, no, maybe it really does suck. I should ask somebody. But I don’t want to talk too much about my story is because then I might lose interest in it…

Yesterday, 9:40 PM: Wow, that’s stupid. Also, I am really bad at fantasy football.

Yesterday, 9:45 PM: I’m supposed to be writing!

Yesterday, 10:15 PM: Oh, but I still can’t tell if my story sucks. I really ought to ask somebody…

Yesterday 11:15 PM: Yay, my story doesn’t suck! And now I can write!

Today, 12:15 AM: Poop, I’m tired.

Today, 6:55 AM: Poop, time to wake up so I can vote before work.

Today, 1:30 PM: I wonder if I have ADHD…

Today, 1:35 PM: Internet says, “Mild ADHD Possible.” Doh.

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National Crazy Month

Today marks the beginning of National Novel Writing Month, aka NaNoWriMo, aka writing 50,000 words in 1 month, aka the thing I tried in August and failed, aka the thing I’m trying again. Erin and Aurora bullied convinced me to give it another go. Other awesome peeps I know that are doing it include Mandy, and Therese and Kathleen from Writer Unboxed. Not sure if Eric is, but I’m trying to bully convince him to.

Anyone else doing it? (Les? Zara? Pseudo?) If so, friend me at NaNoWriMo.org! Username is kristanhoffman, or here’s a link to my profile.

I had a decent morning session (970 words), but football cut me off in the afternoon. Now let’s see if I can get in another good session while Andy watches Game 4 of the World Series…

(Yes, our house/life is ruled by sports. As my mom likes to say, Andy is a “ball junkie.”)

Random factoid: I’m finding techno/electronica very good for writing music right now. Something about the heavy beats and simple lyrics (or lack of lyrics), I think. It stimulates without distracting.

Edited to add: Shano is a perfect example of the kind of music I’m talking about! Thanks to Angie for linking me to this free download.

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Remember what you want

His father had given him the journal shortly after he left—how long ago now? Three years?—and had, in white-out, written the words “WANT JOURNAL” on the cover. In this book his father had written as inscription and directive, “Write what you want. Every day, or as often as you can, write what you want. That way, whenever you’re confused or rudderless, you can look to this book, and be reminded where you want to go and what you’re looking for.”

– From Max at Sea by Dave Eggers (basically a partial retelling of Where the Wild Things Are)

I was going to write a different post to go along with that quote, but despite gorgeous weather and a really lovely outing with a coworker, today has turned out kind of crappy. I’ve got sharp shooting pains in my head/neck/shoulder area, I skipped my writers group, and I got in a fight with someone I love. (Two fights, really.)

So instead of that post, which let’s just go ahead and assume would have been both cute and profound, I’ll just sum it up with this:

Obviously I did not hit my 50k in 1 month mark. But I’m not stopping or giving up. September is the new August. I won’t forget my goals, the things that I want. I know where I want to go and what I’m looking for. I will get there, I will find it.

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Solitude on a Saturday night

How come no one is up to keep me company when I write late at night? Even my boyfriend and my dog are asleep. Sure it’s less distracting this way, but… okay, no, I know it’s better this way. “Books are written by the alone for the alone,” right? Sigh.

Actually I’m finding that I write really well at night, when everything is dark except my computer screen, and the world is sort of removed, probably doing more interesting things with their Saturday night.

Earbuds (and good music) help provide that sense of isolation during the day, but it’s a little different when a coworker comes up to my desk and asks me to proofread something, or Riley pokes me in the leg with his chew toy. I’m not complaining about those things, just saying they don’t tend to happen at midnight. In fact, if a coworker came up to me at midnight with copy to edit, I might have to call the cops.

In completely unrelated news, 17 Again is a pretty good movie (if you’re into that sort of thing, which I obviously am) and Riley has a new “Shipoo” (Shitzu-Poodle) buddy named Kingston. When they run around in the backyard, they look like two giant, smiling marshmallows with legs. It’s very cute.

Word Count – Aug 29, 2009:

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Things I did today yesterday

• Finished [Twenty-Somewhere] Episode 29: Escalation!

One night Claudia wakes up alone in bed. Well, alone with the dog Max, anyway. “Eli?” she whispers. If he had trouble sleeping and moved to the couch, she doesn’t want to wake him, but if he’s just wandering for some reason, she’d like to know that he’s there and safe. “Eli?” she calls again.

No answer.

• Typed up all the “Random thoughts I drafted but never posted” for Just Between Us. Here is the first (of four): “Trends”.

• Forgot to publish this post, whoops!

“The first duty of the novelist is to entertain. It is a moral duty. People who read your books are sick, sad, traveling, in the hospital waiting room while someone is dying. Books are written by the alone for the alone.”

– From a Writer Unboxed interview with author Anna Elliott, quoting Donna Tartt

Word Count – Aug 27, 2009:

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