Day two of NaNo, and I have to keep reminding myself to chug along without looking back. As a random side thought here, THAT’S HARD TO DO! Self editing kind of comes with the territory, doesn’t it. (C’mon, I can’t be the ONLY one doing it….)
Anyway, I’ve managed to glue together the skeleton of the first five chapters and I now have what feels to me is more the scale of a novella than a full on novel. If I keep going at this pace, I’ll end up somewhere around the 25,000 word mark, which is WAY short of my goal.
So, what to do? There really is only one option at this point–and that’s to keep writing. I like to keep in mind that I never know what tomorrow brings. It’s not different with this story. Who knows, I might end up with a monster at the end of the month!
So back to work I go, squeezing out the words that will turn my idea into a finished product….
I’ll leave you with a short excerpt. Feel free to leave a comment letting me know what you think!
The seductive song of the crickets has begun, luring me to the open window beside my rumpled bed. The long pale yellow curtains ripple in the cool summer breeze of the approaching night. Outside, the sky bleeds a rusty red.
Bathed in the red glow, a man slouches against the porch of his small farmhouse. His rough fingers slide over the warped railing, scattering flecks of dirty white paint onto the broken floorboards. His wrinkles deepen as he tilts his head down to stare out at the wide expanse of land surrounding his shack.
Beyond the shadows, Alastor lays in wait.