Post by Siana Blackwood on Dec 3, 2011 9:16:13 GMT -5
For some of us, this was the first taste of 'the big one', the Writing Month that isn't quite like any other. It's a city rather than a community, a glass vial of insanity where all the others are the merest sprinkling. It's NaNoWriMo, the beginning of the addiction for so many people.
So, whether it was your first NaNoWriMo or your thirteenth, gather here and share your experience. How did the month go for you? Was it fun? Did you like your story? Hate it? Have you hidden it somewhere and swear you'll never read it again?
That last one is me. Here's my experience with the glass vial of insanity:
I wrote 75k and finished the story, so I guess I'll call it a good month. I might figure out what to say about the rest when I recover from discovering just how scary I can make a murder scene. If you follow me on Twitter, you may have caught a comment about that scene. I'm not kidding when I say this: when I finally work up the courage to read what I wrote during November, it's going to be in broad daylight and I will not have my back to a window.
Okay, so the month went well, I'm scared stiff of my story... Did I have fun? Looking back on it, I can remember a lot of pain and a lot of "WTH? I thought this was nearly summer!" as I pulled on another jumper and a pair of gloves. There was also a fair whack of sheer panic at what seemed to be turning up on the page. Like that murder scene - about half the time it really sounds like the MC was doing... well, something else.
Probably one of the best death scenes I've ever written, though.
So, whether it was your first NaNoWriMo or your thirteenth, gather here and share your experience. How did the month go for you? Was it fun? Did you like your story? Hate it? Have you hidden it somewhere and swear you'll never read it again?
That last one is me. Here's my experience with the glass vial of insanity:
I wrote 75k and finished the story, so I guess I'll call it a good month. I might figure out what to say about the rest when I recover from discovering just how scary I can make a murder scene. If you follow me on Twitter, you may have caught a comment about that scene. I'm not kidding when I say this: when I finally work up the courage to read what I wrote during November, it's going to be in broad daylight and I will not have my back to a window.
Okay, so the month went well, I'm scared stiff of my story... Did I have fun? Looking back on it, I can remember a lot of pain and a lot of "WTH? I thought this was nearly summer!" as I pulled on another jumper and a pair of gloves. There was also a fair whack of sheer panic at what seemed to be turning up on the page. Like that murder scene - about half the time it really sounds like the MC was doing... well, something else.
Probably one of the best death scenes I've ever written, though.
I won, anyhow, with 68K words. The story isn't finished, however, and that's why I'm over at the NaNoFiMo site. Hopefully, it'll be done before January. 
