Nanowrimo Day Eight--Word Count 18,594
This is the first time in my entire life, since I decided in the seventh grade that I wanted to be a writer, that I have written consistently every night for a week. I didn't even write this consistently when I was writing my dissertation.
My novel is clipping along. Something truly astonishing happened tonight. I cried when writing about one of my characters. She is alive for me now, and I feel more compelled than ever to tell her story, which is no longer my story, but now belongs entirely to her.
My novel is clipping along. Something truly astonishing happened tonight. I cried when writing about one of my characters. She is alive for me now, and I feel more compelled than ever to tell her story, which is no longer my story, but now belongs entirely to her.
How exciting! That's absolutely how all writing should be, and I'm thrilled that you've arrived at the charmed state of being...
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She is alive for me now, and I feel more compelled than ever to tell her story, which is no longer my story, but now belongs entirely to her.
That is the backbone of every amazing story I have read - a character you can imagine really being alive. This just might be your break out novel.
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First off, yay you for going to strong all week. That takes discipline and commitment, and I salute you.
Secondly, how wonderful when the story develops its own legs. Kudos for the characters, who have been given enough oomph to drive the story.
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