I have two days left of Finish That Novel May. Earlier I was toying with the idea of denying I ever said that.
“No, no, what I said was, ‘I MAY Finish That Novel.’ You misheard me.”
The writing took a turn for the better since yesterday. I wrote and wrote. Maybe if I cancelled all my plans for the weekend and wrote non-stop… I think we all know that is not going to happen. For one reason, I have had weekends when I had no plans at all. I have not written non-stop. For another reason, my plans are important and not just for me. I have a life outside of this novel.
And there we have it. Am I allowed to have a life outside of being a writer? I’m sure there are people out there who would say (hear it in that squeaky, nyah-nyah voice we mimic people we hate in): “If writing is important to you, you’ll write.” And then they go on to list all the things THEY have given up to write. Which is nice, if it is the things they HAVE given up and not the things they would have given up if, in fact, they wrote and didn’t just go around telling others how to write.
Oh, OK, other writers do make sacrifices of things they might like to do in order to write. So do I. Sometimes. Perhaps I need to sacrifice a little more. The thing is, I have always been of the opinion that the more you experience, the more material you have to work with. That, and when I was younger, I really wanted to LIVE. I had spent a lot of time sitting at home reading or writing stories. Once I got older, I got out and DID things. I guess I kind of got in the habit of it.
Of course, going out and doing things is good for a writer of a daily blog. But we’re talking about a novel today. On the other hand, we are writing a blog post. A Lame Friday Post. And I declare it done. I am going back to my life. Maybe write a little more on that novel.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
I hereby declare it “I need June to finish the Novel I didn’t finish in May.”
At least Finish That Novel May got me going again. And I won’t give up on it and say, “Oh crap, I couldn’t finish it in May, I’ll never finish it!”
So we’re good, then? I’m not in dutch for bringing it up in April?
Goodness no. Thanks for the push.
You’re welcome. Cool.
Any way to make it a novella?
It actually could make two novellas plus a short story or two. I got a little carried away with the subplots.
This could be your solution to finishing. Compartmentalizing.
I might manage a novella but I am congenitally incapable of writing a short short.
You may have Dickens Syndrome. Are any of your characters named something like Basil Fizzlebottom?
You may have to read something vastly different to reset your brain. Perhaps Mark Twain’s The Innocents Abroad would do the trick.
If not, I’m afraid you will have to drink Budweiser and attend monster truck rallies until you are cured.
Oh no NOT Budweiser! I have some Rolling Rock in the fridge right now, though. But perhaps I’ll go to the library tomorrow and look for some Mark Twain instead. On the other hand a monster truck show would make for a good blog post…
SATURDAY…Saturday…saturday