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Write-A-Thon Telepathic Style

So, the last week or so, the words have only sort of trickled out. I'm mostly blaming it on work and being completely exhausted when I come home. I have been able to crank out a few hundred words everyday on my lunch break, and maybe a few hundred more when I get home at all hours. But, I still haven't passed the 50K mark yet, and I am fairly sure that I would have if work hadn't started interrupting my momentum and energy-level.

But, that's okay....I am just under 48,000 words and about 80% done with my novel's first draft. Even in 17 days that's a record for me. It's also a goal I feel I can definitely improve on in the coming NaNo's. I'll be sure to adjust my vacation to give me the right amount of time to see IF I really can FINISH a first draft in a week!!! ----I'm looking forward to the challenge for the next couple of years.

But, I digress. The main reason I'm posting an entry today is to bring up NaNoWriMo's Write-A-Thon. From 6p-midnight, everyone capable of making to the San Francisco Bay area and who got in under the 250-person max cap for the building, will be writing their hearts and fingers to pieces (and it's all about the word-count, baby!)

I think it's going to be an awesome experience and I really wish I could be there. I would love to be immersed in the sort of static electric energy that I know will come from being around so many people with the same insane love for words and writing. So, I'm opting to join them in spirit, hoping that telepathically I will be able to channel their energies across the country ;)

I'll start at 6p my time, so I'll have a couple of hours head-start. But, at least it will be obvious that I've connected with them if I suddenly have an explosion in inspiration and word-count.... I can't wait.
So, my goal is to crank out as many words as humanly possible from 6p-midnight, with maybe an hour break somewhere in there. I know they have a planned break at the Bay area shindig. Must follow suit if I want to take advantage of the energies ;)

Wish me luck!!!! I'll let you know how I do!!!!


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