Camp NaNoWriMo April 2020

It’s so far so good. I am just under 22k, and today is 22nd, which is good as my personal goal is 1k per day. So I am almost there.

I hope I get to 50, 000 words, but it’s been tricky as I am have anxiety over this lock-in and the virus. I really should write about it. I feel like with everyone always home, I really have no privacy, no moments to myself.

Going out (which I do at most once a week, if I can wait, then two weeks.) Going out is very bizzard, I am waiting for zombies to show. The facial masks and gloves make me instantly feel sick as I have zero symptoms. I used to love shopping, even if it was just grocery shopping, but now it’s a sad chore. I feel like everyone is paranoid. The truth is only 1% of the population even has the virus. I think the media pushes the stats daily making the crowds more crazed. I am NOT saying take this lightly, but do not freak out someone so bad that they stop enjoying life. (I am sorry for those who are sick and/or died, but I really believe it will get better by summer.)

I will admit I am avoiding doctors and hospitals. (However I still need food and toilet paper.)

My gout acts up whenever I walk too much. I am then down for several days after as I have to keep my feet up. I cannot use my computer in bed as it overheats so easily.

My anemia was high making me easily exhausted but coffee really helped. I was still able to make dinner and help someone with writing, and yet working on my own.

Today I did get some things clean, including myself. However my true hair color is in my roots.

Tomorrow I need to go through my notebooks and get stuff on the computer so I have less loose papers.

I also enjoy watching others write on google docs. . . it’s cool to watch how it appears; it’s like watching a writer’s head at work.

Best advice during this time: find hobbies together and hobbies apart. Give yourself some special time.

Meanwhile I am working on Camp NaNoWriMo. . . several projects.

Character Back story

I also did an exercise that I found on my instagram. About giving the character a back story. It helps you as a writer know how to write them. I have written characters sketches or quick paragraphs.

Sabastian, the Bird Whisperer.

Sabastian only had him and his mother Lily, and she was as beautiful as the flower with whitish-yellow hair and icy blue eyes. She was sweet and kind to everyone. However after Sabastian father died in war just several weeks before he was born she vowed to never love anyone else. She has her beautiful strong baby boy. He could whistle before he could talk. He could call of the local birds, and they would fly from all over to hear him sing to them.

When he was five when his mother died of a mysterious illness. However he still believed that she poisoned by an evil neighbor who would not take her hand in marriage. Since he was five years old he vowed to revenge the mysterious death of his mother.

He went deep into the forest and lived with an isolated monk who taught him how to live off the land. He would bring the birds for entertainment. On his 23rd birthday the monk died of old age. Sabastian knew he needed to move on taking his many birds as his allies.

Now he is seeking those who had killed his mother. . .

Camp NaNoWriMo Update

Well, since we have all been stuck in with the fear of this virus. I have been trying to stay busy.(In March, my family all had runny noses and a cough, but no breathing issues or fevers. We are all better now, restless but better. I’m worried over finances, but there are alot of other people who are worried too. I’ve been trying to stay busy, cooking, writing, and chatting with good online friends.)My Camp NaNoWriMo Update at end of day 8 I’m at 8500 plus words.

Camp NaNoWriMo April 2020

First of all, it’s been almost two weeks that I have no gone outside any more than ten feet from my door. So I really have cabin favor. . .

Secondly, I have been fighting a head cold (just sinuses, no fever), depression, and writer’s block. . . so I have been really out of it.

So I was surprised (which I shouldn’t have been). . . to find out that in April is Camp NaNoWriMo 2020 . . (https://www.nanowromo.org/ Nanowrimo and Camp Nanowrimo on the same site now). I’m Rebekah1213 on Camp NaNoWriMo.

So since I am feeling better, and I need to get back in to the writing groove for my sanity. . . I am trying to writing in Camp NaNoWriMo.

I am rebelling this time. . . I am working on multi projects. . . I’m calling the project writings of me. Each project has some element of me. . . Write on what I know and want right?
1. I have working on short stories in a different name. (A few know both Rebekah Quinne and my other pen name.)
2. I also working on a depression project. . . I’ve trying to face my depression creatively. . . It makes me feel like there is a war in my head, So why not write about it?
3. I thought about getting creative with this cabin fever and write fictional stories based on the changes that this virus has put on people.

However my goal is at least 30,000 words. This is simply 1,000 words per day. I can do that in my sleep.

I just hope, I have energy, and motivation to get through my writing. I miss writing and I feel unlike myself without it.

I just need to get back and writing and typing. I have been journaling a lot more for documentation of the virus and how I feel in a type of lock down. (Note: It’s not an extreme lock down, but it feels that way. . . only get out for emergency. . . it’s not an emergency.)

Anyway, I need to work on notes for Camp NaNoWriMo. . . keep you updated.

100 Word Story Challeng

I had a challenge to write a 100 word story without using the word “The.”

It’s a bit of a challenge. . .

I’ve had depression and it has a caused a major writer’s block. However with this virus and the must “stay-in” issue. . . I thought I would take this challenge. Not once but twice. . . once in first person and second story in third person. . .

Story 1. Writer’s Block Mock (Note: There is cuss words in this story, Pg-13, you have warned.)

I struggle facing that damn white screen—it mocks me—

“You cannot write–
You have no talent. It ran out, like water down a drain. You wasted it away sitting in front that idiot box.
You need to get off your lazy ass and a real job.”

I growl at that blaring screen as it is laughing at me. It knows what I know which is . . . I have nothing. It knows all of my ideas in my head are tangled like a ball of fuzzy yarn that my cat destroyed. It is simple. I just write.

Story 2. Corona Virus: Average Jane (This is Fictional)

She sits in her room. She stares at her TV. It plays another dramatic story. . . some girl likes some guy who doesn’t want commitment. Same story, different day.
She knows she is in lockdown . . . her TV blares another show.

It has not even been an entire week and she forgotten what day is it. Is it Wednesday or Saturday? All she knows is that she is locked in her room waiting . . . for what? She is not exactly sure.
She just does not want to hear some more news of numbers and biology.

Writer Block Excuses

Writer’s block Excuses . . . (And Arguments)

  1. I can’t think. (Why can’t you think? Write about it? For 60 seconds write whatever pops in your head. . . triggers? Pain? Hope? Happiness? Suffering? Anger? Just write it all.)

  2. I overthink. (Stop over overanalyzing . . . the word analyze had as ass it, so pull your head out of it and simply write. Or write about overthink, but stop thinking and just write!)

  3. All of my thoughts are tangled. (Work (Write) on a piece at time, and then another piece. . . over time you will have it figured out, no book got truly written overnight.)

  4. I’m too depressed. (Get out of bed and write about it. . . write about what would make you less depressed.)

  5. I just can’t write. (Not right. . . . Why? Do you have no fingers? Are you too busy? Whatever you think it is. . . write about it, damn it!)

  6. I am not good enough. (Write and prove yourself wrong. . . fight your inner demons.)

  7. I’m completely distracted. (Use your distraction in one of your stories. . . your characters probably get distracted too.)

  8. I’m lazy. (Thank for being honest, but get off your lazy butt and write something.)

  9. I have no light. (Use your phone or tablet . . . write)

  10. I have headaches. (Write in brief sprints. . . they add up.)

  11. I have computer issues. (write on Pen and Paper)

  12. My muses are arguing. (Write out the argument)

  13. I have mixed up my priories. (Write out what they are and the order)

  14. I’m restless. (Go for a walk, clean, and come back and write about it or write in a new spot)

  15. I need to read more. (Make time like 30 minutes each day to read, and at least 30 minutes to write)

  16. I’m only going to get rejected. (You will NOT know unless you try. NOW WRITE!)

  17. I’m not interested in that project. (Then work on something new. Just Write!)

  18. Others tell me “I write too much.” (Fuck them, if writing makes you happy, then write.)

  19. I’m sick or sore. (Rest it off and then write.)

  20. I’m tired. (Rest, but write in sprints. . . each bit counts. I got around 700,000 in 2019)

If anyone noticed that in every reply to my many excuses. . . I said write in one way or another. . . I just wish I would take my own advice. (I did manage to get about 1200 words written in my blogs.)

2019 Vs 2020

Day is 1-1-2020. (1 1 2020.. . .it’s cool)

Anyway. . . I have learned that I didn’t accomplish as many of my writing goals that I wanted to . . . My Blog 2018 Vs 2019

However I have been working on me. . . . my health, and some other personal projects. I do want to publish more than anything, but if I am not healthy and strong, I cannot get anything decent out on screen. (I finally got a cpap machine and more oxygen when I sleep does wonders for my energy level, but it took months to get patterns working.)

I also had participated in NaNoWriMo this year, but I did not get the goal of 50,000 words. . . I barely made 30 or 35K. . . However I did achieve my writing goals for both Camp NaNoWriMo this year. . . I have had writer’s block since mid-November. . . I just lost steam. (However I am very grateful for a good friend of mine that has been keeping my writing brain working with our own fun, creative stories.)

I did manage manage to get 136, 975 words more this year than last year. . .

2019 final word count was 689, 921 (Just 61,079 short of my hopeful goal of 750,000 words.)

I wrote 155 blogs this year. . .  (I wanted to write 300 blogs, but I focused on several novels this year and my health which took up more time and energy than planned.)
The links to all of my blogs are on here. . . I have my link list pinned to the top of this blog. I also wrote stories on wattpadd. I hope to write a few more this year.

I didn’t publish anything, but I did finish my Thriller trilogy Driving Lies. I have been working with fellow writing friends and beta readers.

I also realized that I have found a new love. . . coffee with fancy creamers in it.  (because of this, I have cut back majority on my soda intake. However I still love Pepsi too just not as much. . . between cutting back and the walks I take, I have lost 17 pounds. Yay!)

Goals I have for 2020. . .

  • I want to read more. I will make a list of books and stories, I want to read soon.
  • I want  to write more and post on my blogs and writing sites like wattpadd.
  • I want to research publishers.
  • I need to edit and get Driving Lies out for more readers.
  • I need to finish book 2 of my Vampire or work on Book 4 and 5 which the vampire war.
  • I have better writing patterns and no more writer’s block!