My shameful Nanowrimo performance
Sigh...okay, Nanowrimo is over. Thank God. This year I barely managed to get 8,000 words written (the target was 50,000). Sad. I had a variety of reasons why I didn't do better (grueling work schedule, I foolishly signed on to the Oratorio Choir this fall, I was sick over Thanksgiving) but these were all just excuses. I fell short because I didn't throw myself into the task at hand. I never developed any momentum. My bad. The novel is off to sort of half-assed begining, though it is developing some interesting elements. I may get back to it, or continue to divide time between it and the revision I'm working on with Eye Pee. Part of the problem is that I'm less familiar with the setting, so I struggled constantly with not knowing what I was talking about. Anyway, at least now I can get back to working on a less crazy pace. Back to Mike and Ike.