Every Nanowrimo I’ve done so far has brought some new experience with it. This year, so far… this year’s record is “most re-starts”. I didn’t hit it off with my first story idea, persisted for about 14K words, and then when I still didn’t like any of it I decided to start a new story. That one didn’t work either. I’m working on my third beginning now, and this time I love the story-idea. I’m still not confident in my own ability to write it, or at least write it as well as it deserves – but G. K. Chesteron once said, “Anything worth doing is worth doing badly,” and besides, I’m not about to break my Nano-win streak.
So, current wordcount for my Nano novel: 3448 words.
Someone send help. (A new muse would be good, or a box of writing ability. Failing that, chocolate.)
Actually, speaking of chocolate, I decided to participate in the Nanowrimo swap this year: a participant-organized parcel swap, where writers trade small packages of useful things. Like chocolate. I got an absolutely wonderful partner, who sent me (among other things) an amazing ravenclaw hat, a new TARDIS notebook, and, yes, chocolate. The day that package arrived is the day I actually started writing for the third time, because I couldn’t treat myself to any of it when I hadn’t written anything today. So that was fun.
There’s something about trying to write a book that changes the way you read. There are so many layers to a book that you don’t even appreciate until you try to craft and mold and polish them for yourself. All the side-plots, for example. The tiny bits of foreshadowing. The different plot lines that all have to weave together at the finish.
Of course, sometimes you come across a published book that somehow didn’t incorporate any of these, and just want to cry “Why them? If they can be published, why not me?”
It’s best not to dwell on the cruel vagaries of fate and the publishing-industry’s whims.
The nature of a Nano-novel is to change dramatically over the course of the month, as you write your way into the plot and realize that you were completely mistaken about that one character, and oh no where did that new villain come from? So I can’t tell you much about what this story’s about. The basic premise, however, is not going to change.
There’s a bookwyrm. The actual draconic kind. And a Library. The actual magical multi-dimensional possibly breathing kind. And the bookwyrm desperately needs to get back to his Library, along with at least one librarian, before everything falls apart.
Sounds interesting, right? (I’d totally want to read it, except that no one’s written it. What a travesty. Why do I have to write all the epic library books if I want to read them? It’s perfectly dreadful.)
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How’s Nano going, if you’re doing it? I do hope you have more words than me. What’s your story about? Do you like it right now? (I go through roller-coaster love/hate cycles with every manuscript I actually finish. That’s what everybody does, right?) And if you’re not doing Nano, do you happen to know of any good fantasy books that involve libraries? I need to read them.