I didn't write any words yesterday. I have written 223 today.
Tomorrow my aunt is coming. the day after that is invoice day. I need to finish the laundry. This morning? The state of the kitchen? Yeah, that really was my fault.
Am I making excuses? Probably.
Thing is, this story is something that I've been confused about for a while. I didn't know how the pieces fit together, I didn't know the characters or the plot.
So as of today, the 19th, I have 28,842 more words on the topic than I did in October. I have an idea about the plot, I have fallen in love with some of the characters, I have bits and pieces to build from when I figure the rest of it out. I think I have taken the point of Nano and use it to my advantage. To just fucking get your words down already.
Well, at this point in its development, there are only just under 29,000 words to be had.
And I'm alright with that.
Of course, if I happen to have some flash of insight? Yeah, I'll come back. I can't deny the fact that I'd love to have another win. But I'd also like to have some sanity. And I'd like to finish this afghan for our bed sometime before the end of winter.