I finished the first draft of my novel at 94,040 words on the 29th of November, with another ten hours of driving time before we got home. It’s been a crazy month, having started the novel after midnight on the 1st as we were driving to my mother’s funeral. At no point did I feel like I wanted to write much more than 3,000 words, or even that many a day. I did manage a 7K day, but that was the all-day write-in. Sure hope that I regain my glee with NaNoWriMo next year. I missed it this year.
Surprised myself, though, by actually liking what I wrote at midnight. I was able to get into the character’s head, which felt good, actually.
I often get strange looks from my writing buddies when I talk about how much I enjoy editing. But I do. So much that I’m once again leading an Editing Path for the Journey (the year long writing group connected with the Naperville Region’s NaNoWriMo group.)
The problem is, I have two books I want to get edited before I start the one I’m doing as part of the editing path. One of them has been on the penultimate version for the last three passes, the other is one I want to clean up before posting it all on critique circle. I know I can finish one before I need to get going on my February editing book. But both? I hope so.