Winding up for NaNo

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Okay, call me crazy (again). My big plan is to participate in NaNoWriMo again this year. Yeah, I know. Nothing like giving myself a week to finish my WIP draft and jump into another completely different story.
“You are having trouble with your WIP as it is, love.” My Muse closes the back door of my writing office, but not before a cool wash of air sneaks in carrying the scent of fallen leaves, that earthy aroma with a spicy edge. His black and red flannel shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows, is almost too expected, with worn jeans and hiking boots. “And yet you choose to jump into a month-long writing frenzy.” He leans a hip on my desk. “What the hell are you thinking?”
I rock back in my chair. “Obviously, I’m thinking if I have a deadline for my rough draft, I’ll get it done.”
He crosses his arms on his broad chest and sighs. “How’s that working for you?”
Truthfully, not well. “You know the answer to that.”
“I do. Which is why I’m wondering what the hell you’re thinking.”
“Hey, I’ve been working on other stuff I need to do for my book. S had a great list she posted a few weeks back on Story Empire. I’m working through the stuff I can do without a cover, like picking out quotes and excerpts from my book that I can use as teasers for the cover reveal and stuff.”
“You need to finish your WIP, love.” He leans over, bracing hands on my desk and looming over me. “That’s your priority. Do you really think you can finish the draft by November?”
When he makes it sound like that … “Yes. I mean, I’m at the midpoint crisis.”
“Mid. Point. That’s the middle.”
“Or so.”
“You have how many days?” he asks, his blue eyes drilling into mine. Hey, he looks like he hasn’t shaved in a few days. It looks good. Rustic. Like we should be out in the woods somewhere in a log cabin, with a fireplace, and …
*snaps fingers* “Pay attention, love.”
I am. Oh, he means to what he’s saying. “I know, I know.”
He shakes his head in exasperation. I think it’s exasperation. Pretty sure.
“You will finish your WIP before jumping into another project, because you have got to get that draft done, which you well know.” He straightens. “Deal?”
“Sure.”
I’ve got a Sisters In Crime panel to go to this afternoon–for moral support 🙂 It’s only a half-hour away, and it’s another opportunity to see how things work in the world of author panels.
And here’s Zoey, enjoying a warm place to nap, because I know cats make people feel all warm and fuzzy (unless they have allergies, in which case cats make them feel itchy and runny-nosey).
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Have a wonderful weekend!
dory

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