Word count: 2,144
Today I started the second POV in my dual POV novel. I’m a little nervous about being this far in before the POV switches, but it makes sense. Once I got to this point, it was natural to switch over, and thankfully I found Penelope’s voice just as easy as Artie’s. I’m worried, however, that they sound too similar. Hopefully this is something I can fix in my revisions.
I am doing something different with my POVs, too. With Artie, his narration is in present tense because it’s his present. With Penelope’s, forty years earlier, her narration is past tense. It’s not easy jumping from present to past and back again, but I really like this choice I’ve made. Hopefully it works too.
Word count: 1,464
Everything about this is bad.
That’s the point I’m at today. The writing is bad. The story is bad. The word count is bad. I don’t want to do this. Why did I decide to do this? I want to give up. The revision necessary to make this even just good is already overwhelming me and I’m nowhere near that point. Ugh.
Word count: 1,594
I think I’m at the point where I’m losing steam. I no longer have any idea what I’m doing. I’m losing focus. All I can think about is how far I still have to go, not only in word count to make 50K in November but also past that. The novel needs to be between 70K-80K to be successful, I think. Then there’s the whole revising and editing thing. This novel is bad. The concept is great. The characters are great. The writing stinks. I mean, really. I don’t even know what I’m doing right now and the very idea of revising (which I hate so much) presses down on me so heavily that I just want to give up.
I know. I know I can’t think about what happens next. I need to keep writing. If it’s a great story and concept and characters and there are actually things at stake at this novel (a phrase I heard a lot while querying past novels, as in, my past novels didn’t have high enough stakes), then I need to finish. And then worry about revising and editing and what comes next. I just can’t get it out of my head.
Word count: 1,524
I’m having trouble deciding where to go next. It’s one thing to get to 50K and be done with it, but it needs to be longer. I’m worried that the story is progressing too quickly. This might be something to fix in revisions, of course, but since I still have a lot of words to go to even get through this draft, I can’t stop thinking about it. I also feel a little bit like the story is getting repetitive. It’s moving forward, yes, moving from one point to another, but it’s a lot of the same over and over again.
Weather, storm, time travel, worry. Blah.
Word count: 1,400
Well, my time traveller has travelled. My novel is officially a time travel novel. I love time travel novels and have always wanted to write one. Of course, I have zero idea what I’m doing and time travel is complicated, so … that’s fun.
Word count: 1,000
My lowest word count yet. It was almost even lower. I managed about 225 words before putting it aside for the day. But I persevered and came back and at least hit 1,000, which I had decided had to be my minimum word count this month no matter what.
Word count: 3,098
I always say I write best in the morning, from about 8 to 11 or so, which poses a problem because that’s both my morning commute to work and working at my real life job. Last weekend, I slept in much later than I intended, which meant I slept through my prime writing time. That accounts for why my word count last weekend didn’t go over so well.
This morning, however, I planned ahead. I left my laptop beside my bed so that when I woke up, I didn’t even have to get out of bed to start writing. So, with the covers still pulled up to my chin, my cat curled tightly into a ball and snoring beside me, I wrote enough words to break 40K and make the home stretch even easier.