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NaNo 2013

I really thought I could do it this year.  I had the time and the desire.  I did a lot of pre-writing activities, like character building and plot development, months before the official start date.  I had notes on what had happened in book #1 and what I thought needed to happen in book #2.  I was prepared.

The beginning of NaNoWriMo 2013 went well enough.  I started out strong.  Unfortunately, my dedication waned after the first week.  I wrote fewer and fewer words, skipped a day here and there, and then would try to regroup and attack the blank page with a weekend writing marathon.   

It didn't work.  I came nowhere near 50,000 words. 

As of this moment, I have 20,460 words written. Given my double-spacing and fondness for Courier New's 12 point font, this brings me to page 97.  I've just started chapter eight, and I think what I have so far is a good, solid start for a first draft.  It's also 20,460 more words (or 97 pages, if you prefer) than I had on October 31st.  

There's even more good news.  The story is about to really take off.  The minor conflicts hinted at in the beginning are about to explode into action.  Jealousy, fear, hatred, confusion, and a multitude of other emotions are going to provide the impetus required to reach the climatic moment.  The denouement, as I currently envision it, will give me the space needed to indicate the current crisis has been resolved but there's more to come. 

I've got a plan.  Things are falling into place.  

I'm just writing it all out at a slower, more sedate pace than NaNoWriMo allows.  That's not a bad thing. Not at all.    

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