Transcript
When I have a minute, I will correct these time stamps, but know that they are currently 39 sec behind, as I did not account for the intro music. Sorry!
00:03 Okay. For April, I decided that I wanted to talk about my own expectations for myself, and how fair or unfair those might be, but also how life changes and I can’t always, I can’t always do the same thing with the same amount of focus?
00:32 It’s not the right word. I’m not sure what the word I’m looking for is. Anyway, what I’m here to talk about is how, in March, I planned to, to enact a triumphant repeat of November 2016. In November 2016, if you’re not aware, I drafted 88,000 words of the first draft of Salvage, which is the sequel to my book, Flotsam. So, in 2016, I had finished working on Flotsam. As far as I knew, Flotsam was done and was going to be released maybe in January, who knows? Maybe December. I had lots of thoughts. This was going to be self-published.
01:24 In November, I had cleared the deck. I had no other projects on my plate, and I was going to write Salvage. And I was also for the first time my region’s municipal liaison for National Novel Writing Month, which is NaNoWriMo, colloquially. So I was very nervous. I remember ahead of November of 2016 that being the ML for my region was going to prevent me from being able to focus on my draft, and finish it in time. I knew that the draft needed to be longer than 50,000 words in order to create the entire book. I knew from working on Flotsam that a first draft for me is not as long as the final draft. However, the first draft for me was going to be longer than 50,000 words to get the whole story in. So, I was nervous that all this planning and having to be an ML and maybe having to handle people’s issues and other things, it was going to take away from my ability to focus on my book. That it was going to be a distraction.
02:38 I don’t know if then I overcompensated—It’s very possible. I tend to do that—or over-planned, but the thing about NaNoWriMo is it’s a month-long event and, typically, September and October, and this has been the pattern ever since, are spent planning where the write-ins are going to be; reaching out and talking to the libraries; reserving the spaces; posting the schedule for everyone to see; answering questions about the schedule. “Oh, why’d you have to have it in that coffee shop? They were mean to me once.” Things like that.
03:18 So, as it happened, November 2016, I went into NaNoWriMo, and all the work was already done. So all I had to do was drive to the write-ins, which were, for the most part, kind of far away. But they were concentrated write-in time. If there were enough people, I would lead the word sprints. And so things went very, very well. And because I had so much of this concentrated write-in time outside of the home, I don’t know, I was, I was already in the habit that year of getting up every morning at five and writing before work. So, I don’t think that I wouldn’t have concentrated well on it, but there’s definitely something to be said for changing your environment, sitting down in a different spot at a different table and having, you know, quiet focused time to write. So either way, the happy tale is that in 25 days, not 30, I wrote 88,000 words of the first draft of Salvage, and I was quite proud of myself. I’m still proud of myself. So, there’ve been a lot of attempts since then to repeat that success. However, my confidence in having done it once— Again. Did I overcompensate, was I overconfident, or did life just change so much that extenuating circumstances, you know: all the pieces were not in place in the subsequent attempts.