Well, I did it. I made it to 50,000 words with a day to spare.
I did it a lot sooner than I planned, thanks to my hubby. Yesterday, during Daniel’s nap, I had written about 1500 words, so I figured the night session would be sufficient to put me over the edge. I had just settled in after dinner to watch an Azumanga Daioh DVD when hubby came down.
“What are you doing?”
“Watching this DVD.”
“How many words have you written today?”
“No, I mean overall.”
I frowned. “How the heck should I know? I don’t really take an overall count until I’m finished for the night.”
“Well, go up and see.”
Grumbling, I trudged upstairs and woke up the laptop. “Lessee…I’ve have about…49,800 words so far…”
“So…that means you only have about 200 words left to write before you hit 50,000.”
“Yeah, I guess I do.”
“So, what are you waiting for? Get writing!”
I stared at him. “But, it’s not even Daniel’s bedtime yet. I can’t write now…it’s too soon!”
My hubby grabbed the little boy as he was dashing past. “I’ll put him to bed. You just start writing.”
“But…but…but…” Now I was getting annoyed. All I wanted to do was relax for a little bit. I didn’t want to write…even if I did have 200 words left. Geez, couldn’t he let me be in peace for a half an hour?
But then my hubby decided to do a cheer to spur me to write:
“Go, go writer.
Write that word.
If you don’t make it,
you’re a turd.
My hubbie, ladies and gentlemen. Nice to see that being around high schoolers hasn’t affected him much. But really, after I picked myself off the ground from laughing, I did sit down and wrote those 200 words, plus a little bit extra. I guess in goading me, my hubby showed me the main reason the founders of NaNoWriMo stress that you write a new novel instead of continuing a previous one. I don’t have that overwhelming feeling of doom that nags, “Gotta finish this novel…gotta finish it NOW!” I know Willow isn’t going to be finished when I hit 50,000. So I don’t have that push to write madly to beat a deadline. I’m pretty much coasted through all of November with that mentality. Hitting 50,000 wasn’t as big a deal as I thought it would be.
Technically, I could stop working on Willow if I wanted. But wait a sec…hold on. Let me flip through the archives real quick. When I decided to do this, my goal wasn’t to write 50,000…my goal was to focus on Willow for the entire month. And folks, the month ain’t up yet. I still got one more day.
So I’m not going to celebrate just yet. I’m going to do what I’ve been doing for the past 29 days–focus on Willow, seeing how many chapters I can finish. Right now, I’m on chapter 36. If I can finish it by tonight, then I’ll break out the champagne and streamers and whatever else people do when they finish NaNoWriMo…
I need to get back to writing. 🙂