Nano Update

Nov. 6th, 2008 10:54 pm
hobgoblinn: (nano onegood)
Just a quick drive by to say Wee Hob is rocking on. Even beat my word count today (442 to 412). I also cheated and wrote up a synopsis of where In Loco needs to go next to get around half or 2/3 of my count. Up until then, I had been working on my original story even when it was not going anywhere. I've been learning a lot from it, in ways I'll have to talk about later.

Ah well. I'll have to get his permission to post some of his novel here. It is really funny (sometimes unintentionally so) and I am so proud of him.

Total count for him? 1,411 of 8,000, or 17.64% of his goal. (Sadly, ywp doesn't seem to have the cool widgets like the adult version does. I will not post one for me, as the total is kind of also unintentionally funny. But I've said my goal is to see he makes his, and he's headed that direction. Which is great.)
hobgoblinn: (Halloween_Hob)
Well, that's a wrap. Maybe if I were home, I would be in a quiet space and I could get a few more words on the month. But no. This is better. I have made a new friend. Wee Hob has been written into the friend's novel as a mud-encrusted Druid who just got knocked in the head for I know not what reason. And I am listening to some surprisingly good blues guitar and harmonica. I have beta'ed a story I've been meaning to get to for several days. I have chatted with a friend in Manchester England. I have drunk a celebratory beer and an obscene amount of coffee. And you know what? I think I want to do it again. Soon.

Writing really is addictive. Makes you feel kind of powerful, when it all goes right. Like when I write a program and I suddenly just *see* how to solve whatever the problem is-- when things just click into place. It does require effort, and making the ground ready, and yes, an inordinate amount of whining at times. But when things click-- it's all worth it.

Congratulations to all on my f-list who were writing this month, in whatever capacity. Take some time to pat yourself on the back, whether you accomplished all you planned or not. If you tried, and struggled even one hour, you did something amazing, and there's a little slice of a world, of lives, of truth about the way we are, that all exist because you poured a little of your soul out for it. Take a moment to savor that.

And thanks to all the readers on my list, particularly the ones who take the time to leave comments for all those writer types. Your efforts are like rain on parched earth, giving writers that little boost when they need it to keep going. You are a necessary and integral part of the process, and I honor you for it.

I am entirely too philosophical tonight. Not sure if it's the mix of low light, beer (only one over an hour ago), waaay too much coffee, waaay too little sleep this month, and jammin' blues. But whatever. I'll go with it. Here's the final nano meter for this year:



Tomorrow, while wee hob is serving time at Saturday School (his history grade is now a 42. Not quite the Nine (9) it was earlier, but down a bit from the 88 he had brought it up to. He is falling into the bad habit of "losing" his homework again. Sad thing is-- he does it at school. In his Learning Strategies Class. There's really no excuse for losing it walking the length of half a hallway to his locker...) I will take stock of my stories and start editing them. Probably the sequel to "Lost Boys" first, as I'd like to get that one done by Christmas. Then last year's Nano Novel (hey [livejournal.com profile] gillo). Last year, I was writing every day well into February-- I'd like to extend that streak a bit if possible.

Good night, congratulations and hugs to all. I raise my glass to you. (Has coffee in it, at the moment.....)
hobgoblinn: (nano 07)
Check it out: http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/126205



I did it. Well, we did. Thanks to everyone who offered prayers, support, advice, hugs, or who didn't smack me silly for whining about how hard it was at times. Now I owe some beta work to [livejournal.com profile] lady_clover and I still intend to hit a couple more write ins now that I've discovered them, though I will now be editing, not trying to pull 1667 more words out of my -- you know. I still have to finish all three parts of the novel I've imaginatively titled "Triptych", not to mention give Giles another shot at literary criticism.

But for now, I'm taking [livejournal.com profile] lady_clover's advice from the other night and getting a glass of warm milk, some warm jammies and just chilling out. Good night, all.

Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] antennapedia one last time for her word widget:


50,231 / 50,000
(100.0%)


And to [livejournal.com profile] ishtaritu for the icon above.
hobgoblinn: (nano caffeine)
Yeah, I think caffeine poisoning and insano hormones may explain the last several whinging posts. I am this close to getting the word count now. None of the stories are "done" but they are getting somewhere. Perhaps not a very good somewhere, but somewhere nonetheless. And I still have 5 days.

[livejournal.com profile] antennapedia's cool word count widget says:


49,664 / 50,000
(99.3%)


I have spent the last hour reading the nano boards and seeing what interesting questions people are asking for help on. A couple of the threads actually pertain to something I was doing (and it was cool that I guessed right about one of them.) I may break down and ask my stupid question directly, after I sort through the already posted ones...

That is all.
hobgoblinn: (nano onegood)
I have a respectable word count today. So why do I still feel so horrible? So much like I should chuck it all and give up now to avoid the rush?

Some of it is crazy female hormones. Thank God it didn't hit me at the beginning of the month, just as I was trying to start this insanity.

I did start editing "No Malicious Haunting" today-- the working title of my sequel to "Lost Boys." Even though no actual word count came from that-- in fact, if I had kept track strictly, it would probably have resulted in a net loss. Maybe tomorrow I can get something going there and not feel so useless. I really should feel proud of getting a couple of scenes in the other two stories written, even though they suck. But I don't.

I know I'm being irrational, and as close as I am to getting 50K words on the month I should shut up and stop whining. But I can't seem to help it.

Anyway, here's [livejournal.com profile] antennapedia's progress meter:


47,944 / 50,000
(95.9%)


And thanks to everyone who's offered support/ sanity throughout the month. I really have appreciated it.
hobgoblinn: (unforgivable)
Another pathetic day. Some of it was the joy of redirecting Hyperactive!WeeHob and taking care of some errands that needed to be run. Later, sloth and reading better fics than mine prevailed. I did get some work done rearranging and reordering my original fic idea to see what it is and where it could go. And a few words, as you see.

Tomorrow, I shall get up earlier, get Wee Hob up earlier, forcibly medicate his little self (I didn't today, because it was so late when he got up and I didn't want him up all night again. I have learned my lesson.) And I shall go out to the internetless Starbucks (internetless in the sense of I am not paying T-mobile for the privilege of surfing the internet while drinking overpriced beverages when I should damn well be finishing my word count) and send Wee Hob over to romp with the goblin down the street for a while. In the afternoon, there's a write in. Another on Sunday. I can do this. I just have to get focussed. Or something.

The irony of posting the progress meter when so little progress has actually occurred is not lost on me.... Thanks again to [livejournal.com profile] antennapedia for it, though:


45,824 / 50,000
(91.6%)
hobgoblinn: (satori)
Well, I got a little writing done this morning before social obligations prevailed. Also spilled an entire cup of coffee and caused general havoc and mayhem at an unfortunate Starbucks in Florence KY near the site of said social obligations. 'Least nobody knew me there, and the spill missed my laptop. I did have a slight scare when I suddenly found my laptop keys were no longer registering my keystrokes-- until I discovered I had inadvertently turned on the num lock....

Anyway, I did have some time today to read a bit of my original story idea to an elderly relative and talk through the ideas with a couple of receptive and perceptive people. So, that was cool. And tomorrow, I will write. But tonight, nah. This is enough. Here's the widget:


45,400 / 50,000
(90.8%)


I should record here that my little brother turned 40 yesterday. We don't talk as much as I'd like, and apparently much less than I thought, because I have a third niece I Knew Nothing About, the child of his girlfriend. As my brother said, "We all know marriage doesn't work," a sentiment I could not argue, given our unfortunate experiences. My niece, though is, um, 16 months old. My mom and I talk frequently, but she told me she thought it was his news to tell, which is right, I guess. I gave him a very hard time about it tonight. He works nights, which is why I'm always hesitant to call him up just to talk. And we're both horribly busy with our kids and lives. But-- 16 months.

Also realized I really haven't seen my little brother or had much significant contact with him since we both left home about 20 years ago. We have different interests and all, but I just realized how much I miss him, and how proud I am of him and who he's grown into. And how sorry I'm not there to see that more often. Even if he fails to tell me important life information....

Anyway, hope everyone has bonded with relatives and friends today and taken opportunities to reconnect with people you care about. If not-- the weekend's still young. Get to it.

Hugs to you all.

Hob
hobgoblinn: (doomsday)
Okay, I was bad last night-- a paltry count, mostly because I chatted with a new nanowrimo in the local area, setting up a write in meet up on Sunday, and then I got sucked into another rec on [livejournal.com profile] clavally's rec page (Lioness Prophecies). Not her fault-- she recc'ed it ages ago and when I went out I found my login had expired because of some site issues. So when I got the email saying, "hey, you're all fixed" I of course had to go out and see....

I need to get out away from the internetz where I have nothing else to do but force myself to follow these threads of stories-- my stories, not someone else's. That's the goal for the weekend. But now, I have to get ready for the obligatory gathering. Happy Thanksgiving to all. Hopefully I'll get something written later.


44,871 / 50,000
(89.7%)
hobgoblinn: (Default)
Nothing else much to say. Am taking wee hob to work with me today. Later in the day, I may take him to the rec center or the library branch. But hopefully he'll behave and write his novel in the morning. At the moment, he is dragging his feet about breakfast and getting ready, with much whining.

Happy day to all, and safe travels over the holiday.

word widget:

44,390 / 50,000
(88.8%)
hobgoblinn: (Default)
Notes and short snippets in 3 different directions. Need to let it all gel now. Am looking forward to the holiday.


43,123 / 50,000
(86.2%)
hobgoblinn: (snape veritaserum)
I have wanted a nap since before the write in this afternoon. Thank goodness I not only got a scene idea in the shower this morning, but I went to a local coffee shop this morning when I was reasonably awake and got most of it down Before the write in this afternoon.

The write in was cool-- in addition to myself and Wee Hob (who immersed himself today in "research", aka playing his computer game) we had the two women I met yesterday, plus a homeschooled 8th grade girl writing in longhand about Pirates, and another young woman from UC joined us later, plus her boyfriend and the girl's dad (who bought us all little squares of chocolate. Obviously, he knows what writers need. His daughter is a lucky kid.)

It's kind of weird to think it, but I believe I can win nano this year. It's weirder to realize that not one of the three stories I'm writing on this month will be finished at month's end, even with all this time and word count I've been logging. But the experience of forcing myself to write when bank robbery or marine biology sound like much better propositions has in itself been invaluable.

Progress meter says:


41,654 / 50,000
(83.3%)


Oh-- check out my new Snape Icon. I thought I should have a few, considering, and these were linked in [livejournal.com profile] snapenews tonight. They're by [livejournal.com profile] knobbykneazle if anyone wants to check them out. Good night, everyone.
hobgoblinn: (nano caffeine)
Well, I attended my first write in with people writing in the same room with me. It was small, just Wee Hob, me, and two other women. Apparently the Sunday afternoon one is better attended. We chatted a bit, drank wonderful coffee and tea, and I tried to write, with mixed success.

But Neil Gaimain's pep talk email, about keeping on when the going gets tough, was certainly a welcome boost. I was glad to know I was in such distinguished company, feeling like I wanted to chuck it all and give up on writing for good.

I also went in the nanosprints chat room for a while tonight. Nice people, but the 15 minutes on and off really broke my concentration more than helped it. You need something short to get you started, but once you start, the distraction was not so good. I think [livejournal.com profile] wrisomifu serves the same purpose for me. Just start and promise it'll only be for 10 minutes. Once I get going, I'm fine. And I look up to find an hour or two have passed....

The word counter tells of almost 80% of 50K written. w00t!


39,518 / 50,000
(79.0%)


Somebody remind me tomorrow to give wee hob's synopsis of his novel, of which he wrote the first chapter today at the write in before switching to a game for "research purposes." My Wee Hob rocks, have I mentioned that?
hobgoblinn: (nano 07)
Okay, I have to admit it-- this word count comes Entirely from an edited (and redacted) version of last night's chat with [livejournal.com profile] clavally. And it's all notes, no story to speak of. I was trying to work out what the sequel to Lost Boys was about, and how Dumbledore fits into it.

I'm remembering now how I did some character notes on Giles last year, and how much it helped: My Giles. Maybe I need to do a similar thing with Snape and Dumbledore. I get that I am going to have to make a decision about the kinds of characters I was to work with, just as I did with Lost Boys. But I need some kind of handle on canon before I can strike out on my own.

So, that's what I'll start with today. Looking forward to the write in today at 3.

The progress meter, with thanks as always to [livejournal.com profile] antennapedia:


35,069 / 50,000
(70.1%)


ooo--up above 70%. Wow. This really rocks. Will rock more, of course, if I actually get some word count today.

Better go wake up wee hob. I think first order of business is his laundry. I have a cold and it is still offending my nostrils....

Still, new laptop battery means I can write at Ye Olde Laundomat. Score.

Happy Saturday, all.
hobgoblinn: (saving throw vs detention)
Well, last night I wrote the same scene from two different points of view, and I started trying to sort out Dumbledore for this fic. I also took some time at the end of the night to reread some of DH where Dumbledore explains himself to Harry. Certainly gave me plenty of ammunition for why Snape might feel he has nothing to say to Dumbledore, especially one that is only a copy. But it's harder to find exculpatory material that might make a reader (and eventually Snape) desire some kind of reconciliation, not to mention a view of Dumbledore as someone who might convincingly want to, and actually act to, make things right for Snape. Whatever danger I dream up is going to have to be compelling enough to make this happen. But, no pressure or anything. I expect I will have to make a decision about the kind of Dumbledore I want to spend time with, just as I did for Snape, because I find JKR to be all over the lot on him, as well.

Progress meter says:


34,316 / 50,000
(68.6%)


Well, better get started on what promises to be a sucktastic day of truly epic proportions. And that's before I even open my laptop tonight to write....
hobgoblinn: (8 ball)
Well, okay, this is better. I wrote some notes on where all my stories were, then wrote up the last clear "this needs to happen scene" I had in my mind for the Lost Boys sequel. So, still scary thinking what I have to come up with tomorrow, but I'm pleased with the progress tonight.

And [livejournal.com profile] antennapedia's progress meter says:


32,398 / 50,000
(64.8%)


Thanks to everyone for the encouragement and comments on my last couple of posts. It's been really quiet out here lately. Though I suppose I have been a bit quiet here, myself. Hugs to all, particularly anyone feeling neglected. November will be over eventually....
hobgoblinn: (Default)
The mood indicator (annoyed) is from a work matter. Maybe I could get a better word count if I did that work-based idea after all. Certainly have the inspiration/ fuel for it now.

Anyway, last night was pretty awful. So awful in fact that in the midst of a scene, the following happened (and since I am a word count whore, I kept it. It's fiction; the voices really aren't telling me what to do, so I say it counts):

excerpt from a failed scene )

And meter says:

29,801 / 50,000
(59.6%)
hobgoblinn: (nano 07)
Well, I got a very interesting scene with Severus and Minerva written tonight, one in which I get to do a little more with the Charity Burbage backstory-- a significant flashback to Snape cleaning out her office and having Minerva burst in on him and figure out that things are not as they appear. It fits into canon because they mutually agree that he has to obliviate her. But before he does, she gives him her ear and support, as a human and his friend, not as a “semi-sentient portrait with delusions of grandeur.”

I’m still trying to work out what this fic is going to be about. But it already has a couple of pretty cool scenes.

Ye olde progress meter:

28,861 / 50,000
(57.7%)


I think I'm really close to surpassing last year's entire word count for the month, if I haven't already.

ETA: just checked-- last year I got 26,591 by midnight on the 30th of November. So it's official: I've beaten last year's word count!

Hugs and happy writing to all.
hobgoblinn: (nano onegood)
Not as much today, but then, I spent most of the day helping the little old ladies with their afternoon bingo, and singing the night mass and listening to Wee Hob recount his brilliant camping triumphs and rock climbing adventures. He wore pretty much every scrap of clothing he packed, all weekend long, so he smelled like very Ripe boy scout when I picked him up.

We'll see what I can get going tomorrow. Progress meter says:


26,034 / 50,000
(52.1%)


Anybody want to toss out ideas for my Lost Boys sequel? I'm wondering if anyone knows of a particular person or persons who survived the battle who might want to take some kind of revenge on Snape, or try to tap his Dark Arts knowledge for their own nefarious purposes.

It would really help my word count if I had this. I'm rapidly getting to being bogged down in 3 separate stories now. Sad, isn't it?

Hugs to all.

Hob
hobgoblinn: (nano caffeine)
Well, looks like I made up a bit for my sloth yesterday, and I am now ready to call it a night. I put in 3011 words in the morning on my original fic. They are truly sucktastic. Then I started fresh with [livejournal.com profile] clavally at 3pm when we did our Virtual Write In and worked on a continuation to "Lost Boys"-- Snape going home with David and the family coming together for Christmas. And it occurs to me that maybe some people might be less than pleased that Snape survived, in any form. Or really pleased that revenge is not totally out of their reach, after all.....

We'll see where it all goes. I'll be busy with the Ladies Society Bingo tomorrow, and hearing all of Wee Hob's camping adventures after the night mass I sing (and that Wee Hob will doubtless sleep through). But hopefully I can get something banged out on one of these for a little while, maybe in the morning.

Ye Olde Progress Meter from [livejournal.com profile] antennapedia:

24,597 / 50,000
(49.2%)


Hugs to my writer friends. And my reader ones, of course.

I really should not have drunk so much coffee at Panera all afternoon. I am ceasing to be capable of coherent thought, but am absolutely not sleepy....

hobgoblinn: (nano 07)
Well, my first virtual write-in went quite well. [livejournal.com profile] clavally the Pirate Wench was wonderful company, and we helped each other out a bit with encouragement and advice. I'd like to do another one, scheduled or not. If anyone is online and sees that I am, by all means send me a message, telling me to get back to work, if nothing else.

I could have used someone doing that last night. I wrote Zero words on the day. After I dropped off the dear Wee Hob with the scouts for his camping trip this weekend, I went home and got sucked into an old SS/HG fic "Falling Further In." It seems, as near as I can tell, to be the "Transformations Quartet" of the HP fandom-- brilliant and well worth reading, though it will probably never be finished. I am so glad this author put it out there, even as it is-- the voices, the relationships, the plot, the believable progression of the friendship between Snape and Hermione blossoming into something else, the multifaceted presentation of all the characters-- truly a tour de force. I do hope this author is out there somewhere writing, and getting paid for, original fiction. If anybody knows, by all means tell me. The ff.net version seems corrupted (some parts refuse to load) , but here's a good link: http://www.obscurusbooks.org/html/KazVL/FFI/

Well enough blather. I better get back to making up for yesterday night's sloth. Here's my contribution to my f-list's linguistic literacy:

edite plus christianos. MMMMMMMMMM leones non possunt errare.

translation: )

I'll check in with a word count at the end of my writing day. Hugs to all.
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