Fast Fiction

Eek! So close to 50K, yet so far from the end of the novel. Well, the title “novel” is debatable as well.

I started my day where I started my novel. I started my first day of novel writing three weeks ago at Espresso Mi Cultura.

time...running tally...words...words/minute
11:00......42,351.......243......16.20
11:15......42,570.......219......14.60
11:30......42,754.......184......12.27
11:45......43,179.......425......28.33
12:15......43,658.......479......31.93
12:30......44,304.......646......43.07
12:45......44,652.......348......23.20
13:00......45,123.......471......31.40

Then I headed down for some mano-a-nano with Russ at Panera near the airport (I always think the sight of landing planes is so cool - the cross Sepulveda Blvd. there at a scant few hundred feet above the road).

time...running tally...words...words/minute
2:30......45,619.......496......33.07
2:45......46,171.......552......36.80
3:00......46,623.......452......30.13
3:45......47,042.......419......27.93
4:00......47,468.......426......28.40
4:15......48,011.......543......36.20
4:30......48,451.......440......29.33
4:45......48,615.......164......10.93
5:00......49,006.......391......26.07

So I’m two days away from the deadline and a scant 1,000 words. I’ll make it, probably sometime tomorrow evening my blue wordcount bar will never even turn green, but go straight to purple on the NaNoWriMo forums.

I have no idea about what to do about the fact that my novel is going nowhere. There is no plot. There’s a story, perhaps, but the themes aren’t heavy enough to carry it. Ah well, it’s another experiment for me.