NaBloPoMo: And… I get my life back

NanoWrimo 2012 is over, and I crossed the line at about 6pm tonight, with a word count of 50,298.

As you can see, NaBloPoMo definitely slipped by the wayside, but on my list of priorities, NanoWrimo beat NaBloPoMo. Aspiring YA author and all XD

The heat today – around 35 degrees – did try to kill me, my writing efforts and my poor Mac, but we got through. I’m actually kind of flat now that I’ve hit 50,000 words. Like, I expected something else. I know I’m not happy with a lot of the scenes in my book – it’s merely a patchwork of the most important aspects, written in two different points of view. I need to find a giant cork or white board, now, and rewrite the structure and outline, and just chip away at getting the whole story down.

I’m pretty proud of it, actually. It’s YA fantasy with a dash of romance (literally, like three chapters from the end is the first romantic hint) and no freakin’ love triangles. It’s going to be awesome when it is actually finished and a proper book. I can’t wait.

But now Nano is over, I get my life back! Tomorrow’s plan? Cleaning! I literally have a pile of stuff on my floor in front of my bookcases – art supplies, sketchbooks, pens, power cords – that has to be sorted from my trip to Sydney, plus a chair full of clothes that needed to be folded and put away; a wardrobe that has clothes and shoes falling everywhere, at least a small army of socks under my bed and just things everywhere. Every time I thought about tidying up, I sat down and wrote.  -_-*

Other than a cleaning blitz, I have emails to send, semi-hysterical fan fiction to write, blog entries about Sydney and my uni interview to write, drawings to compose and a dozen other things I’ve forgotten.

Right now, instead of researching and tapping away at Ultraviolet, I’m off to snuggle into bed (as in, kick off all the sheets and drag my fan so close to the bed that it might as well just climb in next to me) with the iPad and read fan fiction, because as far as I’m concerned, December started as soon as I validated my novel!  :marryme:

NaBloPoMo: Stand By for the Conniption

Oh dear god. What the freaking hell, November? As if you aren’t enough of an asshole, with NanoWrimo dominating, year after year. This November is ridiculous.

So, I have NanoWrimo to write, daily, especially since the gap between the word goal and my advance has closed over the weekend. I’m maybe 900 words ahead of the official goal. The I have my art school interview, so I have to print and mount my portfolio today and tomorrow. We leave for Sydney Thursday afternoon (which actually pissed me off; I was hoping to get up there early, but once again, everyone else takes priorities over me. Ugh), and return Friday sometime. Plus I am actively trying to get a Christmas job which, quite frankly, is going terribly.

Then combine that with my usual internet and person commitments (1.5 hours at the gym or training every single day, Neopets, Deviantart and my favourite trading card game just reopened online, and various writing commitments I’ve made) and the things on break (, Livejournal, all my fan fiction, twitter) plus uni and general life stuff, I am just so… screwed. Seriously.

I absolutely know that next year, I’m going to have to prioritise everything, but I loathe to think what I’ll have to give up, since I really love doing everything on my list. It’s just… there are only so many hours in a day!

Anyway, before Thursday, I have to

– print and mount my work for my portfolio

– pack my suitcase

– hit 35.5k on NanoWrimo

– tidy up my room so it’s not a bomb site when I get home from Sydney

Seriously. I have no idea when I’m going to get everything done.

NaBloPoMo: Books, Books, Books!

Monday, November 19: If you had to get locked in some place (book store, amusement park, etc) overnight alone, where would you choose to be locked in?

Book shop. The odds are that the bookshop has somewhere comfortable to sit or curl up. There’s a chance they’ll have a coffee shop for drinks and snacks but if they don’t, who cares? Endless books. You’d have to pry me out screaming. After I totally presented the manager with a list of books they really should have had in weeks ago, and I am not amused.

If it were Kinokuniya in Sydney, oh man. Not only books, but endless art supplies? It would be heavenly. It would have to be ‘locked in over a weekend’, because I would be the happiest person in the world if I were stuck in there.