Okay, so I’m a little behind in my word count for Camp NaNo this month. We’re past the halfway point and I’ve only just passed 25% of my goal. However, that’s about 13,000 words so I can’t complain. Overall, including what’s already written, I’ve got about 19,000 words – or approximately 76 pages paperback. It’s coming together.
I just finished the introduction of a secondary character named Ennio. He’s spent most of his life on the streets of Osan Station down in the Tok (short for Tik Tok), the seediest area on the large space station, where lawlessness rules – unless you run afoul of any one of the crime syndicates that run the joint. But Ennio’s got a secret up his sleeve: if his skin touches you, he sees how you’re going to die. It goes without saying that it’s a talent best kept under wraps for a petty beggar. If the secret gets out, he’s sure to be a target for those who think they can exploit the gift for themselves.
Ennio’s introduction finds him being chased by some ne’er-do-well through the slums of the Tok. I’ve never written an action scene like this before, so it’s been an interesting experience. I’ve got 17 pages written encompassing the chase. It could probably use some editing, but for Camp NaNo it’s all about getting the words on the page.
So tonight I started Camp NaNoWriMo, the July version of the annual November ‘contest.’ The challenge is to write 50,000 words in one month’s time, but there is no award or prize or recognition for doing so. It’s simply a support team via numbers: knowing that you aren’t alone in your struggle to write while your busy life continues is in itself the reward. The site even places 7-8 participants into ‘Cabins’ where you can utilize a private chat feed, to comment on story ideas, techniques, give support, or just vent about block. The support of your loved ones is even better, and without them you’d fail every time.
And all you have to do is write. Don’t edit; just get it on the page or screen and out of your head.
Currently at 1,795. Behind for the week, but with the holiday I’ll have several hours each morning and early afternoon to commit. I write best in the a.m.
Better news is what I wrote was such an entirely new scene, and so much more than it really had to be, that I’m excited to inhabit this secondary character. Don’t you love when you feel at home playing the part of a certain character? When you find that what could’ve been a throwaway role ends up being so colorful? When your voice adapts and you begin to think like him/her? It’s been a good night of writing, and enjoyable.