One thing I love about writing is that when something really frustrating happens, you can use it in a story. That is exactly where I got the idea for my current project. I was traveling and hit some bad luck. Now, here’s the part where I get weird about how I will talk about what I’m writing. Basically, I won’t. Not until I’ve got a draft of some sort out of me. My feeling is that I need to channel my excitement for the story into a draft and not let it seep out into the ether and allow myself to lose steam.
Anywho. For once, what I’m writing was sparked by a bit of plot instead of by a character. This is really weird for me and has thrown me off a bit. Usually, I get a character or two first and then figure out the plot. I admit that I’m not motivated by plot. I have to work for the plot. I have had to make friends with plotting. And, I’m sure you’ll have guessed this by now, but I am a devoted pantser. I try to be a plotter and write outlines and without fail, my story doesn’t follow them at all. I do outline sometimes…just not until I’ve got a very rough first draft and have figured out what is going to happen. Once I’ve figured out characters, they have a tendency to do things I wasn’t expecting. When I try to force them into the box that is the story that I want to write, they get dull and boring. I am hoping that as I keep writing, I might polish up this process a little to make it a bit faster but for now, I just have to do what works for me.
Having said all of that, I’ve decided to do Camp NaNoWriMo this year. There isn’t much of a better platform for spewing out a rough draft of a story than writing it all out in one month. And! There’s no better time to lock yourself indoors and write your heart out than July in Phoenix. Seriously, July in Phoenix is a form of torture I wouldn’t wish on anyone. I usually get depressed in the summer as I mourn for the summers of my youth that, you know, allowed you to be outside without wanting to die. But not this year! This year, I will use my time indoors wisely and productively. Camp NaNoWriMo isn’t the same as NaNoWriMo…everyone isn’t working on 50,000 words. You can set your own goals and work on any project. However, I’m treating it as a regular NaNoWriMo. I’m going for the 50,000 words. And on that note, I should probably figure out a few more details on this story than just the one plot point at the beginning.
But first, I’d like to introduce my trusty writing partner, Gerty. She usually sits by my feet but will sometimes cry for me to bring over a footstool for her so she can sit right by me!