I started preparing at 11:45 PM. I made sure my headphones were plugged in and ready, pulled up a youtube tab on my browser and selected my ‘writing’ playlist (including the beautiful Für Katherine by Alex Beard). I finished typing out my complete outline, printed it and had it setting next to me. Next, filled my cup with some pop. Used the bathroom – had to make sure I didn’t get distracted, didn’t I?
And then I waited, killing the last few minutes by browsing NaNo forums and seeing if my buddies were ready to start yet.
11:58 PM found me opening a word document and adjusting the font, selecting double space, and such. 11:59 PM and I was just staring at the screen. Waiting. Waiting.
12:00 AM. November 1st.
I already knew seven words to get me started:
By Alexis A. Hunter
Then…I blanked. Yep, I really did. I glanced at my outline, but my fingers didn’t move. I hit play on my playlist and some Lord of the Rings soundtrack started filtering into my ears. But I had nothing. I had that split second of panic, struggling to find the right words. The perfect words to set the prologue up.
But nothing came.
And suddenly I thought – screw it. I’m writing a novel. Rather, the first draft of a novel. And since when did a draft have to be perfect? Since never. So I started typing. It didn’t feel right, the words didn’t go together right – but I kept writing. I pushed myself. I forced myself through 1,700 words before I had to stop so my husband could have the computer.
It still didn’t feel right, but I was glad to have the words down. A daily goal is only 1,666 words, and I had already passed that for November 1st and I still had the whole day ahead of me. Around 1 AM or 1:30 I got the computer back and figured I had some more words in me.
So I sat down again. This time I selected my ‘cowboy’ playlist on youtube (switching to other stuff like ‘Deadman’s Gun‘ and ‘Compass‘). It’s funny – for a centaur story, you wouldn’t think a Western themed playlist would work, but it actually meshed quite well. And I sat down again and I started writing again.
And this time the words flowed nicely. My doubt had been erased, I found myself getting lost in the prose instead of constantly glancing at the word count on the bottom of the screen. In fact, I refused to look at it until I finished out the section I was working on.
By the time I stopped I found myself at 2,833. Not that many more words – only about a thousand. But it puts me above my goal, and it makes me feel a little bit better. I was kind of shooting for about 5k on the first day, but as I mentioned before, I’ve still got the whole day ahead of me. Will I get any more written today? I’m really not sure.
But I think…I think I’ve made a good start. 🙂