For Nanowrimo, the plan I had in mind was just to be able to prove to myself that I could actually write something every day and get to 50,000 words by the end of a given month. Try it, it's not quite as easy as it sounds. Well I was successful and I finished the project - mainly because I wrote about my remembrances and didn't have to come up with a plot, premise, character development, tension, etc. etc. And yeah, I reckon most of it was drop-dead anaesthetically mind-numbingly BORING as all hell but I got past 50,000 words and tried to actually write the stuff down in writerly fashion, to make my sad little life more exciting than it actually was/is.
I thought I'd lost the first draft of a story that I started before we left South Africa, which I'd set in Thurso (the northernmost town in Scotland, if you're been paying attention to previous posts on this subject). Anyhoo, I found it yesterday and started reading it - I had gotten to 32,000 words with this one, so it is pretty much chugging along on it's own steam. I sort of cringed to myself, when I opened up the file in Word, thinking that I would probably be sick or fall off my chair with boredom by the end of page one - well, wonders will never cease, I was pleasantly surprised! It's not as bad as I thought it was - so with a ton of editing (changing locale, she means), I've got a passably good romantic-novel-in-the-making. Yes, Rory McCann was the inspiration for the male lead. (Who else?)
I also started a story yesterday for my 8 going on 18 grand-daughter - it's coming along nicely and again, a certain Scottish gentleman seems to have crept into my psyche because when I read it this morning, it's obvious who I've based the 'fatherly' character in my story on. Over 6' 6", dark features, gentle, lilting voice ... the only thing I missed out was the kilt. (But that's bound to creep in somewhere.)
Cue Rory photo bomb ...
I've decided that once I start getting more regular transcription work, most of my worries regarding life in Ye Olde Norfolk will pretty much disappear. I am getting work in dribs and drabs and keep getting told that it's going to pick up, so just have to be optimistic. I don't think we're going to get any snow this year - or if it does snow, it will probably do it when I'm in SA on holiday during February.
The weekend is upon us ...