All month I’ve been worried about getting sick, because last time I tried NaNoWriMo, in 2001, that’s what derailed me (to be fair, a lot of other things went wrong for me that fall. it wasn’t a very good year in most respects.)
So guess what? I’m sick. Cough, scratchy throat, no fever (yet?). It sucks. But I don’t have to worry about contaminating co-workers (germs don’t know how to use the internet), so I’m working. And I’m still going to try to hit today’s word count. I passed the halfway point over the weekend, so theoretically it’s all downhill from here, but I don’t know what it means that I got this far before figuring out who the real antagonist should be.
I downloaded a free trial of Scrivener this weekend, which is as awesome as I’d heard. It’s a book-writing application, an idea that (as someone who does everything in TextMate until it needs graphics) normally would put me off, but they’ve figured out a really good balance of adding tools one needs without having junk that gets in the way (unlike, say, Microsoft Word).
I’m still going to finish the first draft in TextMate, but I think I’ll import it into Scrivener before I start to edit. I also imported a couple of short stories I’ve been working on, and found it useful even for something of a shorter length. Being able to write in full-screen mode, then have the program generate a properly-formatted manuscript to print, is pretty neat.
The last few days I’ve been reading Palimpsest, which I love, but it’s been hard to focus because reading makes my brain want to work on writing instead. Do other people experience that? Still, it’s helpful (see the above ‘oh right the antagonist should be…’ revelation). I recommend this book if you like sexy stories about maps and trains and strange cities. The setting reminds me a bit of Perdido Street Station. Maybe my next task should be to re-type chapters from both of these books until I can figure out what makes them work.