Nanowrimo is essentially over now. I lost, but I've come to look on the bright side. If other obligations had not taken priority during these last couple of weeks, I would have made it to the end. For a long while I was on top of things, and, in spite of being a losing number, 18922 words in a month is still gold for a slow writer!
It was an experience packed with surprises. Not least of all is the fact I'm not ashamed of The Impressionists. The characters became much more than cardboard cutouts; the plot picked up speed until an outline emerged. A couple of scenes were practically spine-tingling (if I may humbly say so)! I managed to squeeze in references to cryptozoology, classical music, German lit, and other rad stuff. The book flows better than any of my others. I kept going and didn't get tired of it.
In December I am going to finish it. Speed writing doesn't scare me anymore.
Saturday, 23 November 2013
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