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Merry Christmas Days . . . Lots
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Nana and the Last Days
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Okay you NaNoers! We have today, tomorrow, Wednesday and Thursday to finish up our 50,000 words.
Where are you? Me? I’m pretty far behind. But I’m trying for a big 4-day push. And why not try? “It’ll be fun,” she said.
I’m writing a little with Ann Dee, a very little with Kyra (she’s pushing to rewrite her fabulous Mermaid book) and then more on this adult novel. This mystery. That plays with time. And several characters. Including more than one killer. And a ghost. And . . . I chose this for NaNoWriMo?
What I’ve found interesting is as I’ve settled into the story (or sorta settled), a favorite character of mine showed up. My grandmother, Nana. This time she is a very fancy Southerner. Wealthy! But it was such a relief when I realized old Grandmommy is based loosely on someone I love. November 26 is Nanny’s birthday. She would have been 100 years old.
If you have followed the NaNo plan, you are right in the place where the character makes (or is getting ready to make) another choice that will change her life forever. You’re building to the reveal of that choice. What makes her say, I won’t do this anymore?Whatever this choice is will propel you into the climax of the novel.
And if you’re writing a mystery, you’re character is narrowing down and getting closer to the killer. Her life is literally at risk. Tension is rising in both stories. Characters are making decisions. All are life and death, as far as character goes. All are life and death, as far as genre. This part of the novel matters that much.
Slow and steady wins the race. Keep writing. You’re almost to the finish line!
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Three Thing Thursday
Last week I reread To Kill A Mockingbird for the first time since high school. I even read my high school copy, which is covered in color coded highlighter marks and notes filling the margins of every single page.
I finished my newest novel, and now I’m suddenly not motivated. I have written one paragraph for Nano and that’s it.
My addiction to Ally McBeal has gotten the best of me.
I need help! I need motivation! Areergghhg.
What are your guys distractions?
How do you avoid them?
However, I’m excited! Today will be my first day writing in my brand new office chair.
With a ten year warranty.
I can now say Books Written BC and AC.
Yesterday was my birthday.
My girls gave me this new chair, a container of sand from FL and a PERFECT shell found in the ocean, an expensive pillow, a sweet trinket, lamp shades for some rockin’ garage sales lamps I found a few years back (3 bucks a piece), and something that may arrive today.
I didn’t ask for the chair, which I needed most of all.
They could see what the old one had done to me, physically. And they heard about it. Finally I pulled in a kitchen chair, but the damage was already done.
Saturday night they surprised me with this gift.
Here’s what most important about this. Now in control of their gift-giving (and they have been for years), they paid attention and got me something that I needed.
While I am so grateful to be divorced, it’s hard to not have a partner, to always carry the burden. I’m always worried about money, about my children, about my friends, about deadlines.
And I’m lonely, sad, overworked and underpaid, lots of times heartbroken. The feel-sorry-for-myself-list goes on forever. I would have never purchased this for myself.
(It’s so huge and comfortable and soft. AND leather!)
I haven’t been this touched by a gift in, maybe, forever.
People listened to me with their hearts.
My girls did.
After they gave me the chair, I felt a little less lonely.
I could relate this to writing and talk about what’s important to your character and how does she feel now and how is she changed. I could ask about her family and her relationships and ask what does she need. But I’m not going to. I’m going to say I’m changed because my girls listened and because this gift showed me they love me. I’ve kinda needed this.
Thank you Carolina, Elise, Laura, Kyra and Caitlynne.
Thank you for caring.
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