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Nov. 10th, 2009 12:35 amHad something of a *DOH* moment hacking through NaNoWriMo today.
I spent enough years working for a daily newspaper that I'm fairly accustomed to writing quick hit articles. I used to be able to snap out a few hundred words worth of a review of an event while on the telephone with the person calling it in, and just spending a few minutes afterwards to neaten it up.
Writing CFL coverage for the fan blog I've been helping out with this year, I'm doing pretty much the same sort of thing- I can write 500-1000 words recapping a game starting with a few minutes left in the final quarter and finishing up within a half-hour of the game's end.
Committing to write two thousand words of fiction- where I don't have to particularly make an effort to adhere to anything in particular- though feels somewhat daunting. As a result, I'm not writing two thousand words a day any more. I'm writing two hundred and fifty to five hundred or so at a stretch- which should take no more than a half hour and often significantly less because at stretches I've done nearly seven hundred in about fifteen minutes- and doing four to eight of these little sprints a day.
I think today's word count was somewhere between two thousand and twenty-two fifty, bringing the whole to twelve thousand, three hundred fifty. I'm still just a short story writer, or perhaps an old hack journalist with a little storyteller thrown in for good measure.
I spent enough years working for a daily newspaper that I'm fairly accustomed to writing quick hit articles. I used to be able to snap out a few hundred words worth of a review of an event while on the telephone with the person calling it in, and just spending a few minutes afterwards to neaten it up.
Writing CFL coverage for the fan blog I've been helping out with this year, I'm doing pretty much the same sort of thing- I can write 500-1000 words recapping a game starting with a few minutes left in the final quarter and finishing up within a half-hour of the game's end.
Committing to write two thousand words of fiction- where I don't have to particularly make an effort to adhere to anything in particular- though feels somewhat daunting. As a result, I'm not writing two thousand words a day any more. I'm writing two hundred and fifty to five hundred or so at a stretch- which should take no more than a half hour and often significantly less because at stretches I've done nearly seven hundred in about fifteen minutes- and doing four to eight of these little sprints a day.
I think today's word count was somewhere between two thousand and twenty-two fifty, bringing the whole to twelve thousand, three hundred fifty. I'm still just a short story writer, or perhaps an old hack journalist with a little storyteller thrown in for good measure.
