I’ll just cut to the chase: I didn’t win Camp NaNo. My goal was to add 15k to The Resurrectionists by the end of the month, and I got to a little over 11k.
I’m not upset about it, though. After several months of being stuck in a rut, it felt great to actually make some progress. I may not have reached my goal, but I still wrote something, and that’s what matters.
Week Four Progress Report:
Last Week’s WC/CC: 60,156 words / 24 chapters
Current WC/CC: 61,909 words / 25 chapters
Progress Since Last Week: 1,753 words / 1 chapter
Total Progress This Month: 11,444 words / 6 chapters
How It Went:
I wrote almost every day this month, and I’m happy about that. On average I probably wrote like 400 words a day, and that’s not bad!
Unfortunately I just totally burned out in the last few days, but I think that was probably for the best. I got to a point in the story where I felt like I need to plan more. For most of the month I was basically winging it, but towards the end of the month that didn’t seem to be working so well anymore.
I think the problem is that there are a ton of important characters in The Resurrectionists, and I’ve reached a point where I need all their storylines to converge without it seeming too forced. Additionally, I think some of the characters’ motivations need to be clearer in order for the story to work––so that’s something else I need to think about before continuing.
An Excerpt From This Week:
Suspicion seeped into Jackson’s mind once again—and this time, he was fairly certain he wasn’t imagining things: This pair was acting notably strange. The forced smiles. The glittering eyes.
Clearing his throat, Jackson stopped in his tracks and faced Malcolm and Cecilia. “Thank you for walking with me,” he said, struggling through the fog in his brain and concentrating very hard on not slurring his words. “I’m feeling much better, though, and I think I can make it the rest of the way on my own.”
“Oh?” Cecilia stepped forward, her brow furrowed in a concerned expression that wasn’t quite convincing. “Are you certain?”
“Yes, quite certain.” Again, Jackson noticed how rude he sounded as soon as he had spoken the words. But at this point, he didn’t care. A dark, cold feeling rushed over him as he took in the two faces before him. The more he looked at them, the more they looked like masks rather than actual human features.
Without even bothering to say good night, he turned on his heel and started to run. His vision swam and his feet stumbled on the cobblestones, but he breathlessly forced himself forward.
All at once, there was a chilling rush of air around him––something that bit through his clothes and skin much more sharply than a gust of wind.
He didn’t have time to cry out before he felt something squeeze tightly around his throat.
That’s all for now, folks! Week 4 is over, and so is Camp NaNo for this month.
As for what I’ll be working on in May, it’s up in the air right now. I’ve been thinking it might be a good month to just catch up on research/planning, since that’s something I need to do for … all of my WIPs, really. Whatever I end up doing, I’ll certainly keep you all updated. 🙂
How about you guys?
- Did you participate in Camp NaNo? If so, how did it go?
- What are your writing plans for May?