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mayhapSo, I won at NaNoWriMo this year! Here is my word meter:
50196 / 50000 words. 100% done!
That doesn't give you a very good insight into the last few days, however. Instead, check out this graph:
Why yes, I did write the last 20,000 words in the final three days of November, roughly according to my last-ditch schedule, which called for 10,000 words on Sunday, 5,000 words on Monday and 5,000 more words on Tuesday. That was ... not even as fun as it sounds. In retrospect, the craziest part was that I was actually awake and chipper enough on Tuesday to make the final push that evening, whereas today/Wednesday I was so braindead that it's a minor miracle that I managed to sleepwalk through work, much less do anything else.
The last two times I won NaNo, I offered copies around to anyone who wanted to read them (or, alternatively, not read them), but while this year's effort does, in fact, contain in excess of 50,000 words, it does not actually have an ending. It barely even has a beginning of an ending, and that is on the last (written) page. When I say 'beginning of an ending', I mean that this is the first time in which the premise that I started from at the beginning of the book (post-apocalyptic Baptist missionaries from China who are re-converting the North American continent with the aid of water-borne mind-altering parasites) is even explicitly touched upon. So the text as it stands is kind of boring (since whenever I didn't know what was supposed to happen next I just overwrote the part I had in mind, for wordcount purposes) and pointless.
Still, I'm batting .500 at NaNo! I decided to put in the effort to win this year, even though it involved a terminal effort of crippling optimism, because hey, I already have plenty of things to fail at. Good times.
That doesn't give you a very good insight into the last few days, however. Instead, check out this graph:
Why yes, I did write the last 20,000 words in the final three days of November, roughly according to my last-ditch schedule, which called for 10,000 words on Sunday, 5,000 words on Monday and 5,000 more words on Tuesday. That was ... not even as fun as it sounds. In retrospect, the craziest part was that I was actually awake and chipper enough on Tuesday to make the final push that evening, whereas today/Wednesday I was so braindead that it's a minor miracle that I managed to sleepwalk through work, much less do anything else.
The last two times I won NaNo, I offered copies around to anyone who wanted to read them (or, alternatively, not read them), but while this year's effort does, in fact, contain in excess of 50,000 words, it does not actually have an ending. It barely even has a beginning of an ending, and that is on the last (written) page. When I say 'beginning of an ending', I mean that this is the first time in which the premise that I started from at the beginning of the book (post-apocalyptic Baptist missionaries from China who are re-converting the North American continent with the aid of water-borne mind-altering parasites) is even explicitly touched upon. So the text as it stands is kind of boring (since whenever I didn't know what was supposed to happen next I just overwrote the part I had in mind, for wordcount purposes) and pointless.
Still, I'm batting .500 at NaNo! I decided to put in the effort to win this year, even though it involved a terminal effort of crippling optimism, because hey, I already have plenty of things to fail at. Good times.
