So far, so good with NaNoWriMo. I am slightly exceeding the 1668 words per day necessary to meet the 50,000 word challenge. The only bump I've hit so far was sheer exhaustion last night. I managed to blather my 1668 words into the computer, figuring that it was going to be utter garbage, but we save that concern for revisions, don't we? And this morning when I went to clean up the dictated file, I found that it wasn't so bad after all. I'm so glad I've got the voice recognition software working (it quit on me without notice on Wednesday). I can blather out a draft in the evening, then give it a revision in the morning while I start figuring out what to write next.
I'm really enjoying the applied daydreaming. I think it's time to do a little footwork. I'm going to convince Oz that we must go to the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts to review the ancient art collection and some of the layout of the museum.
And the sky was just inviting more daydreaming. When we went out to dinner, around sunset, the sky was pale blue with dark blue descending. Dusty cirrus clouds drifting in an aesthetically pleasing manner across a big crescent moon with a bit of earthshine on the dark side and a planet hanging above it. The kind of sky that almost doesn't look real. The kind of sky that Hollywood throws another moon on when they want you to know you're on another planet.
255 words | November 4, 2005 08:38 PM | Writer's block