So I've been lazy. I wrote "THE END" sooner than I expected in my first-ever completely written by hand novel. And I haven't really penned another word since then. But I have done some writerly things.
1. I got Control Issues back from a beta. I made a few minor adjustments, took a page of notes, and wrote about 50 words in an existing scene to round it out a bit. Here's my hint so it makes it look like I've done a lot: Turn on Track Changes. Then I can see what I've deleted, and what I've added in. It makes me feel accomplished. No snarfing.
Then I got back another section from someone else. And now I have a lot of work to do, but I have an idea of how I want to make changes, so that's good.
2. I started typing up the hand-written novel. Got bored. I did 1500 words just to see how many pages in the notebook it would be. It was about 5. So by my rough estimation, I wrote approximately 40,000 words. It's a middle grade novel, so that's pretty good.
3. I had a major breakthrough in stewage on my dystopian fantasy. This is my NaNo novel with the girl-who-pretends-to-be-a-boy. I knew I'd really written myself up a creek and didn't really know how to fix it.
Stewage. Stewage. And more stewage.
I have to post 15 pages of this novel for a crit buddy, and I'm rapidly approaching the spot where I didn't know what came next. The Deletion Line, I'm calling it. That line you know everything afterward is trash, but you don't know how to make it not-trash? Yeah, that one. So I really needed a breakthrough.
Thank goodness for the bad weather that forced me to drive super slow behind a huge truck to work.
And then I had to work up the courage to actually, yanno, hit the delete button. I kept going around and around, copying and pasting into a new document, thinking I could "just change this" or "just take that out" and everything would come together. Um, no. That didn't happen.
So I took a deep breath and selected everything past The Deletion Line. Reached for the delete key. Pushed it down.
Whew. And now I'm free to write whatever I want. I'm not constrained by what I had written before. It could be totally different--and it probably will be. But I feel so...free.
So what have you been working on the past few weeks?