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.