Hitting the Books

Neither sick Punkins, nor rearranged/reorganized offices, nor mothers in town for a week can keep an author from her goal–my Golden Heart entry is complete. It’s sitting in a box on the floor by my desk, ready to mail out in the morning. Good golly gosh, but that was a nerve-wracking experience, trying to get my first 3 chapters down to 45 pages, so I could have at least a 10 page synopsis (total partial manuscript and synopsis can’t be more than 55 pages). And writing a synopsis that reads well, not like a book report was almost harder than writing the silly book in the first place. Ok, maybe not–it did take me 15 years to finish the dang thing. But it is finished. I feel like I’m sending my first-born child off to college.

Now I can attempt to do something for NaNoWriMo. There’s not a snowball’s chance that I’ll get 50, 000 words down in the next 10 days, especially not with Thanksgiving in the middle, but hey, a little’s better than nothing. I can at least write down the few scenes of Andrea and Shane and Caleb that have been drifting around in my head for the past few weeks.

Just a quick post to tell everyone that the American Punkin has started blogging too. Check out her site for a knee-high worldview!

It is now 12 hours and 42 minutes into NaNoWriMo, and am I madly clickity clackiting away to reach my daily goal of 1700 words? Of course not. No, instead I’m madly clickity clackiting trying to incorporate a friend’s edits into An Uncivilized Yankee. It’s taking a loootttt longer than I thought it would. There were some issues with my use of dashes–she thought they were overused–and my sometimes confusing internal dialogues. And I’ve yet to start on the dreaded synopsis. I’ve got a personal deadline of mailing this stuff out on the 21st (to avoid any possible holiday delays).

Obviously, right now I’m working on neither project. Ah, Procrastination, what a fiend you are. I got sucked into checking my bloglines to see what Bernita’s Object was and what wisdom Miss Snark had for us today. From there I clicked over to Honest Critiques for the first time and only just now pulled myself away. Check Torgo out–you won’t regret it.

Well, the Punkin is still asleep, hopefully for another hour, so I’ll go be a good girl and work on those edits. Perhaps if I get a few more chapters done, I’ll reward myself with starting the new novel tonight.