I think there is a front coming through this morning. I could feel it when I went outside with the dogs. It’s sunny right now, but I’m going to guess it’s going to rain shortly after noon today. Just a guess. It feels like things are shifting in a smooth pattern, not a jerky jump.
For those of you who are participating in NaNoWriMo, this is the last day to try to meet the 50,000-words-in-a-month goal. I’m not going to make it unless I have a cracker-jack day. Friday I pulled in a little more than 3000 words, (about my average) which puts me about 6,800 short. That’s about 22 pages for me. I could have given up one of my weekends and done it, but it goes back to that pacing thing I was talking about last week. I have at least two more months like this, and I don’t want to burn out. I use my weekends as carrots, so keeping them open is vital to maintaining my drive.
And boy, did I enjoy my weekend! Nicely paced between shopping and family. Got the last of Halloween put away, I think, and the yard was raked out for the third time this year. It will be tidy for this week’s rain. Got around to watching Finding Neverland, which was a very good answer for what to say when people ask me “Where do you get your ideas?” It shows how the creative process works–vividly and in a way that is very kin to my method. I really enjoyed this movie for about six different reasons.
I also had a very odd dream where my subconscious finally told me what I want to write about for a new YA series if the opportunity should come up. It literally gave me elements and said “put these together into a story”, like it was an assignment: These critters are good. This critter is bad. Here is the main character and her problem, here’s the secondary main character and his problem, here is the setting. Write it in third person . . . Go!
Will it ever see an inch of paper? Mmmm. I don’t know . . . Madison is doing quiet well. But the idea is there and now it can perk.