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Nov. 11th, 2010 09:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seekingferretNaNo is going startlingly smoothly. I'm just shy of 20,000 words after a pleasantly prolonged write-in last night. After three hours of chatting and plugging away at our stories in communal fashion (interrupted by a break as a fellow NaNoer helped me pore through baby naming books for my main character's name), we adjourned to a nearby diner and talked for another hour and a half. For the past two years, NaNo has been the one time of year when I have a locally-oriented social life, and it's strange and wonderful. No delayed NJTransits! No exhausted 2AM arrivals home! No accidents in the tunnel! (Just cheerfully hellish I-287)
I've hit what feels like an important moment. My protagonist has discovered a challenge that could potentially occupy the remainder of the novel and remain healthily unfulfilled. Of course, the next thing she does is enter into a thousand word digression on the power of naming, but that's who she is. This has been a novel of unexpected discovery, and I'm charting out a path that promises to continue that, but it's comforting to have, if not a map, a destination. Especially because most other aspects of the story remain terrifyingly uncertain.
I've hit what feels like an important moment. My protagonist has discovered a challenge that could potentially occupy the remainder of the novel and remain healthily unfulfilled. Of course, the next thing she does is enter into a thousand word digression on the power of naming, but that's who she is. This has been a novel of unexpected discovery, and I'm charting out a path that promises to continue that, but it's comforting to have, if not a map, a destination. Especially because most other aspects of the story remain terrifyingly uncertain.