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NaNoWrimo, Day 5
Nov. 5th, 2014 11:25 pmI did say I would report back, didn't I? I think I even had some adorable notion of posting every day in November, but then I had a busy weekend and then such a Monday and then Election Day (let's just... not talk about it) and, whoosh, we're on the fifth day of Nano! Nearly the sixth, it's taken me so long to get around to posting!
As of the end of day five I've got 8,389 words written, which puts me exactly 55 words ahead of Nano-winning pace and brings the current total word count of the hookerfic to 58,918. Basically every day since the first has been an exercise in doggedly forcing myself to write enough to get to the target word count, which I guess is less than ideal in terms of the joy of writing, but on the other hand it's working and I'm getting writing done and moving this story along, so. So far so good?
(Tonight's writing was mostly done at a general-purpose Nanowrimo write-in at my local coffee shop; I listened to 1989 about four times in a row and eventually did notice that I was sitting in a public place, closely surrounded by other people, frowning thoughtfully as I studied my fingers in between writing bits of a fisting scene. AN EXCELLENT AND PRODUCTIVE EVENING. PS HAVE YOU NOTICED THAT KNUCKLES ARE HUGE AND NOT VERY COMPRESSIBLE.)
My level of optimism that I'm actually going to finish this story in 50,000 words is... guarded. At best. Given that I've been on the same sex scene for like three days now. (It's a super deeply THEMATICALLY IMPORTANT sex scene, though. As ever.)
Anyway, in the spirit of not letting Tumblr have quite all the fun, here's a bit of the story that I shared over there today:
( Page 111, in which Derek has asked to cross a line... )
As of the end of day five I've got 8,389 words written, which puts me exactly 55 words ahead of Nano-winning pace and brings the current total word count of the hookerfic to 58,918. Basically every day since the first has been an exercise in doggedly forcing myself to write enough to get to the target word count, which I guess is less than ideal in terms of the joy of writing, but on the other hand it's working and I'm getting writing done and moving this story along, so. So far so good?
(Tonight's writing was mostly done at a general-purpose Nanowrimo write-in at my local coffee shop; I listened to 1989 about four times in a row and eventually did notice that I was sitting in a public place, closely surrounded by other people, frowning thoughtfully as I studied my fingers in between writing bits of a fisting scene. AN EXCELLENT AND PRODUCTIVE EVENING. PS HAVE YOU NOTICED THAT KNUCKLES ARE HUGE AND NOT VERY COMPRESSIBLE.)
My level of optimism that I'm actually going to finish this story in 50,000 words is... guarded. At best. Given that I've been on the same sex scene for like three days now. (It's a super deeply THEMATICALLY IMPORTANT sex scene, though. As ever.)
Anyway, in the spirit of not letting Tumblr have quite all the fun, here's a bit of the story that I shared over there today:
( Page 111, in which Derek has asked to cross a line... )