The Road to Being Published

Another Wednesday, another update.

I guess not much has really changed. I’m still getting closer every day to being done with my second draft of Days of The Kill. I’m getting close to being done with the second chapter. I hope to be working on the third chapter by next Wednesday.

I actually got done with chapter one later on in the day after I posted last week. Maybe it will be the same with this week. Who knows? I’m getting closer to getting to the shorter chapters. Maybe then it’ll seem to go a little more quickly.

It seems to be moving slow for me right now, but in reality, it’s actually moving pretty fast. We’re five days into November, and I’ve already done 22 pages worth of editing this month! Talk about progress. I’m looking forward to seeing how far I can get before December.

Along with editing Days of the Kill, I have also decided to participate in National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo. My second novel will be called The Healing. I’m trying to do 50/50 with both, but right now The Healing is kind of a priority since I’m trying to get it done in a month. Don’t worry, in December, it will be back to really buckling down on editing Days of the Kill!

I’m excited to see how well I can do as a published author, and I’m really excited to see the finished project of Days of the Kill. This is farther than I ever imagined I would get. It’s also a lot more work than I thought it would be! (Keep in mind, I was just seven years old when I decided I was going to write a book…)

I can’t thank you all enough for your support. For those of you liking my posts, thank you. I wouldn’t have kept going for this long if I thought nobody was supporting me. It’s good to know there is support coming from unknown places.

Your support is the reason I keep you updated. Thank you, everyone.

NaNoWriMo 2014

Despite what I said in my last post, I have decided to participate in National Novel Writing Month 2014, better known as NaNoWriMo.

I must be crazy to want to do this, but I really feel like I can. I feel like I can at least get close. I want to actually feel what it’s like to try and take on the crazy task of getting 50,000 words in just 30 days. It’s crazy, but I feel like I can do it.

I’m not quite sure how that’ll go over with school and work yet. Today and tomorrow I’ll be finding that out. Maybe I’ll try to stay at least a day ahead. I know I am already.

To get 50,000 words in 30 days, you have to write about 1,667 words a day. It’s crazy, believe me. It doesn’t seem to be too hard, though. I already have almost 7,000 words!

I’m sure I’ll be able to do it if I can stay a day ahead. I won’t be able to write late tonight like I’ve been doing because I have to be up at the time I’ve been going to bed these last couple nights. Hopefully, I can get enough done during the day so I’m not playing catch up with my schedule late tomorrow night.

I will try to update you every Monday about NaNoWriMo. I’ll let you know how the progress is coming along.

Are you participating? Feel free to let me know in the comments!

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to be off and get to writing. Happy NaNoWriMo, everyone!

NaNoWriMo Eve

This is just a little something I made up in honor of NaNoWriMo. Not that I’m participating this year. It’s loosely based off of ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas

NOTE: I have never participated in NaNoWriMo. All of this is purely based off of what I’ve seen on social media.

NaNoWriMo Eve

‘Twas the night before NaNoWriMo, when all through the house,

All the writers were planning, and saying goodbye to their spouse.

The notes were laid out on the desk with care,

Knowing that midnight would soon be there.

 

Their children were tightly tucked in their beds,

Not knowing of the month that lay ahead.

And the spouse in the bedroom, and the writer in their office,

Had just settled in for a long month’s hiatus.

 

When arose from my brain there arose such a clatter,

I snapped out of reality to see what was the matter.

Away to the world of fiction I flew in a flash,

To my characters, to be involved in the mash.

 

The moon up above shown down on all writers below,

As we kept preparing to say, “Ready, Set, Go.”

We writers must get 1600 words a day,

And catch up quickly if we let life get in the way.

 

Then all of a sudden a person appears so full of life,

I knew in a moment it’s the villain that causes strife.

More tense than cats, the stress of NaNoWriMo came,

And we screamed and cursed, and  called them all out by name:

 

On tension! On friction!

More words and stress!

It comes all at once!

Never becomes less!

Going crazy all the time!

Climbing the wall!

Go away! Go away!

Go away all!

 

The sun comes up as I look up to the sky,

Swimming for creativity, but coming up dry

So back to the drawing board I went

Hoping all my energy would not be spent.

 

And then, I heard a noise, a very faint knocking.

It was the spouse, hoping for a time to start talking.

I turn around in my chair, shaking my head,

Not believing the spouse was out of bed.

 

The spouse was getting ready for work, the children asleep,

I knew I  couldn’t get up, and risk giving a peak.

Sighing in despair, wanting a break from the stress,

I stand up, looking at the laptop less.

 

The children – still sleeping, and the breathing so peaceful!

I smiled, knowing their day would not be stressful.

They awoke, mouths curved up in a smile,

Not knowing I would be hidden away for a while.

I was torn between them, and getting the novel written,

I knew giving up was never an option.

The youngest came up and rubbed his belly,

As I spread on his toast, strawberry jelly.

 

I went back to the room,

Saying I would be out by noon.

The oldest came in,

Wanting to talk once again.

 

The children all running around with nobody watching,

I called their grandmother, who came in without knocking.

I sat down and wrote, then put my head down to rest.

Maybe, I would get this written yet.

 

NaNoWriMo isn’t easy, but it is very much worth it.

To get through it, you don’t always have to throw a big fit.

Writers everywhere will be out of sight,

So I leave you with this as I sign out for the night:

 

Off you go now,

There’s so much to do.

Good luck to everyone participating this year.

Maybe next year I will, too.