Writing on and on

Had another writing blast yesterday evening. I admit, I was a little bit scared when I sat down, because, well, the previous night there had been choir practice and when I had gotten back home, I had had a look at the last sentence I had written and the new chapter I was to begin and all had gone blank within my head. No idea, nothing. So, I did not really know what would going to happen. But when I finally sat down and started writing, the ideas tumbled one over the other and I had to type very fast to keep up with them.

So I managed to do up for my non-writing Tuesday and feel so incredibly happy about how the story develops. I admit I do not have the least idea as to how things will come out in the end. Probably something between fantasy and love story, I suppose.

No Writing Mood Around

Looks as if it were difficult today, to get into writing mood, should writing ever be qualified as a mood.

The day has been mostly gray, with a nearly sunny interval somewhen in the afternoon. But now, it’s all cloudy again and it starts getting dark. Winter time has arrived. Astonishingly, I do like it, those long evenings that make you  feel doubly cosy in your own four walls, interest in the outside is reduced, it’s a moment of introspection, at least it feels to me like that.

And as there is still no impulse showing up for startingl my today’s writing session, I will go and prepare dinner, a rich vegetable soup - and then there might be some housework to do also, wouldn’t  be a bad idea. Perhaps this brings me into writing mood, who knows?

The need to write

There is this need to write since I started with my NaNoWriMo novel on November 1. I got a good start. Words, sentences, whole scenes just flowed out of my pen respectively my typing fingers. Today I have not yet. Writtten, I mean. How will it be tonight? Or am I too tired to write. Nope. I will try. Now. So far, I am more or less within the daily number of words. The problem is, I won’t be able to uphold this. Will be away on holiday for about a week. Will have to put in more words per day and everything is going to be allright. I really would like to make it at least this year to the amount of 50′000 words, no matter, how scrappy their content may be.

So, well, I’m off, going on writing my story. Sounds cool, eh, doesn’t it?

How cool is this?

You know, I joined the gang once again this year. The gang, I mean those people who try to write 50′000 words in one month. Which leaves you with some 1667 words per day. A fair amount but quite manageable, provided you get every day the time to write them. If not, well, problems may arise, but even then, you have the weekends to catch up.

This year, I started with nothing but the idea of an opening scene, a title followed, and so I started. Today is day two and I am simply happy to have taken the time to sit down and write. And again, it went so easily, so effortlessly it amazes me a lot. No idea, where this all is leading to, but, I think, it’s going to be fun. A lot of fun. And that’s what this month shall be about. Should there acutally result some 50′000 words at the end of the monthl, I’ll be the proudest of NaNoWriMo participants, as I never managed it so far so long.