Feeling a lot better today. Hit the sack early last night. Fired up to continue my journey through The Scent of Acacias.
Rolled out right at 1:30, very early. Spent a couple hours relaxing my way into the day. Sipping coffee (18 ounce mug) and messing around on the computer.
I spent about a half-hour putting new words in the novel but my subconscious kept nagging me. Finally I stopped, opened the dashboard on my website, and double checked my upcoming posts on the main blog. Good thing I did.
I revised the post that’s due for Dec 11, and while I was there I wrote a new post and got it scheduled for Dec 21, so I’m a little bit ahead on that front. I’ll write some more and prepost them after I finish this novel.
I think I need to figure out how to start keeping tabs on nonfiction stuff that I write too. After all, that’s part of my life and my output as a professional writer. I’ll work on that later today while on a break from writing. (Um, nope. I’ll work on that tomorrow or the next day. I’m so “in” the novel right now I don’t wanna do anything else.)
Anyway, the little subconscious voice is satisfied for now, so back to the novel to play.
Wrote a couple of sessions, then out for a walk. A little over 2 miles, a little over an hour away from the desk.
And while I was out, the novel became clear. I was going in the right direction all along. It just happens to be a place I don’t want to go. Have you ever had part of a story that will affect you so strongly that you just don’t want to write it?
Thing is, it will affect the reader that strongly too. So here we go.
I spent another hour or so working through some earlier stuff, piecing here and there. But part of my stop/start hesitation in going through that process was due, I think, to knowing the final climactic scene and not wanting to get there. Does that make sense? As I said, it is a massively emotional scene.
So I skipped ahead and wrote it. First time I’ve ever done that.
Just now, as I write this (2:37 p.m.) I spent an hour writing the big climactic scene. And frankly, I can barely breathe. Nothing I’ve ever written has affected me like this before. Oof.
So break time, and when I come back maybe I’ll be able to write the bit of the novel that’s left before the big climax. And then I’ll have to add a resolution. I don’t know yet what that will be, but I know it won’t be longer than a couple hundred words.
Nope. Wrote couple more sessions of new words, and switched some stuff around, restored some stuff I cut the other day. Still gonna be a day or two to get all the bits and pieces where they belong. But that’s okay. Now it’s after 5 and I can only say I wish I could go longer on it today.
Fiction Words: 3224
Writing of The Scent of Acacias (Book 9 in the Wes Crowley saga)
Day 1…… 3887 words. Total words to date…… 3887 words
Day 2…… 3092 words. Total words to date…… 6979 words
Day 3…… 3365 words. Total words to date…… 10344 words
Day 4…… 3077 words. Total words to date…… 13421 words
Day 5…… 4486 words. Total words to date…… 17907 words
Day 6…… 3739 words. Total words to date…… 21646 words
Day 7…… 1471 words. Total words to date…… 23117 words
Day 8…… 2843 words. Total words to date…… 25960 words
Day 9…… 1782 words. Total words to date…… 27742 words
Day 10… 3315 words. Total words to date…… 31057 words
Day 11… 4196 words. Total words to date…… 35253 words
Day 12… 1290 words. Total words to date…… 36543 words
Day 13… 3224 words. Total words to date…… 39767 words
Total fiction words for the month……… 18714
Total fiction words for the year………… 622705