November 30, 2006

50,195 !

It's over. I wrote 50,195 words in 30 days. I wrote as many as 6,361 words in one day, and as few as 300, but I averaged 1,673 words, and that's what it takes to finish.

My 50,000th word was gown. Wee.

I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope you read it. I hope you read it and enjoy it, even if it's not your genre, and you only get a fraction of the fun I got from writing it, I still hope you like it. I hope you'll buy a copy, and you'll send it to your friend in Quebec who'll read it too. I hope they don't send it back, so you'll buy another copy.

The hope is to have prints of the book available for purchase in the next three weeks. Please let me know if you're interested in pre-ordering a copy (or three, they'd make great gifts), and I'll be sure to get you on the list. Pre-ordered copies will likely cost less than ordering them after everything is set, so now's the time to send me an email. Here's the address, of course, you should substitute the at symbol where I type (at), and such, there are no spaces in the address. I do this to stop spammers: book (at) openappledumb (dot) com

It was fun. You should write a book sometime. It's not really that hard, you just have to sit down and decide to do it. I have almost zero discipline, I have a hard time staying focused on one thing, and I've never taken writing seriously, and I'm finished with my second novel.

Thank you for all of the cheering and all of the support. It really does mean a lot.

Thanks especially for my wife. Doing this took a lot of time from our life together, and without her taking up the slack, I wouldn't get even 5,000 words. She has given me the opportunity, twice now, to accomplish an impressive task, and I cannot thank her enough. I have learned about myself and grown as a person through the writing of this book, and even without taking into consideration the fact that it's made me a better writer, I have gained so much. Thank you, my dear Keleigh.

Thank you, readers. I hope you enjoy the book.

November 28, 2006

So, I Was Behind

But I've written over 12,000 words in the past four days.

I'm much better now.

November 24, 2006

Dump

So, I dumped about 3 ounces of juice on the keyboard of the laptop that I'm writing my novel on.

Sweet.

I saved, and transferred, so the book is safe. Let's see if it starts up later.

November 13, 2006

Guitar Jones

Here's the rundown:

We move a piece of furniture up from a friend's basement.
It has my microphone in it.
I play with kids and microphone. spider.wav <1.8mb>
I find old songs I recorded in early 2005.
I want to record new songs.
I must wait.
Book is not done.
Hold on.
Book is not done.

November 11, 2006

Good Day to Write

I'm going to his 20,000 words this weekend. I'm only 2,216 words away, and I wrote over 2,000 today. If I write and write and write, I can reach 20,000 tomorrow (Saturday). That would be exciting.

The story is really going well, better than I expected, and I'm really having a great time putting it all together. The characters almost pulled off something that I wasn't ready for in the last scene, but I got it all figured out, and we're back on track. It even gave me an idea for how to fix a little struggle I've been having with two characters.

Interested in the story? You should be, it's not terrible.
Want to get your hands on some of it? You can, just email me, or leave a comment here.
Want to give me money? Wait (or not, I'll take your money now), and I'll give you a copy of the book.

I still have two unclaimed copies of The Sebastian Campaign (or maybe just one). I'm trying to think of some dramatic and exciting way I can send this off to someone. Maybe a contest, maybe a drawing, maybe as a super-special collectors edition duo-book purchase? We'll see. Any ideas would be appreciated.

November 08, 2006

13374, More than 25%

I've written over one quarter of the book now. Maybe it's time to start working towards the end, instead of creating more questions to be answered. I just don't want to be left holding a bag full of questions, and only 10,000 more words to answer them all.

I know, I can always write over 50,000 words, but yikes, I really don't want to go much further. There's only so much juice in my tank, and there's only so much my wife can take of me sitting at the keyboard.

Thanks is due to my wife. This is a crazy thing to do, and she's really helped to make it possible. She deserves a lot of credit for my being able to get this goal accomplished.

November 05, 2006

Just passed 7000

I was behind as of last night (by about 500 words), but I'm making my way back to schedule. I'm currently at 7089 words, and I need to make it to about 8200 by the end of the night. I've been trying to finish by eleven pm, as if I go past that I get too tired and my writing no longer makes sense. I should make it tonight, still an hour to go, and only about 1100 words. What's the math on that? Just over 18 words a minute.

I suppose I should quit writing here. I'm wasting words.

November 02, 2006

Asleep at the Keys

I literally fell asleep at the keyboard tonight. I left a big streak of 'sssssssssssssssssssssssssssss' on the screen before I realized I'd been out. I need to get more sleep. Two days in a row of past midnight is too much for me.

I'm on pace right now, although I'd hoped to be a little ahead of schedule. I'm feeling good about the story, and hoping it can pull itself together a little better over the next few days.

3338 words, two days.

November 01, 2006

Day 1

It has begun. 503 words, at 1:05am. It's too much dialog and not enough action, but that's one of the great things about NaNoWriMo; there's no time to fix it right now, you just have to write. Here's a section of the first bit, kiddos:

This map may help a bit, note that some names will change slightly.
The small cluster of farmers had grown to be a crowd, and the crowd wasn't any happier with what Halaiden Reluk had to say than the cluster was. Someone barked from behind Halaiden, a stout voice made courageous by the gathered group, "I've more cattle today than last month, and more then since last year. We don't need your revolution." The crowd grumbled agreement, no one wanting to be the face associated with any particular answer. Halaiden caught the mineral scent of sweating humans, and started to speak but held back his initial reaction.
"You, my good friend, do not have more cattle," Halaiden twisted the cinch on his swordbelt tighter, "Anshuar, his Royal Boyness, has more cattle, you're just tending to them. You don't own the land, you don't own the cattle, you don't own your hat. Action. We have lived in this land -our land- long enough to deserve it. The Boy King hasn't set a foot on these islands, yet his eyes are on every deliberation, his whip is upon our backs, his hand is in every pocket. This is our land. We have lived with the Ke'Valdian leader long enough."