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I’ve come to a point in my life where I think I’ve finally hit my writing stride. What I mean by that is that I sit at the computer and put some kind of background noise (I have a couple of great iTunes playlists or I’ll listen to King of the Hill or Bob’s Burgers or 19 Kids and Counting) and I write for at least 1,000 words or I edit at least four pages in a sitting.
During November, since it’s National Novel Writing Month and I was determined to ‘win’ (if you write 50,000 words during NaNoWriMo you’ve ‘won’ and you get a whole bunch of goodies for having won), there were days that I wrote upwards of 6,000 words during the day.
Now when I say that I wrote that many words in a day I don’t mean that I sat down and set six or eight hours aside and just wrote straight through. I don’t have anywhere near the necessary attention span for such an endeavor, but I would write for about 30 minutes and then get up and go do something else for a while or I’d flip over to chrome and check facebook and twitter and tumblr or instagram my progress or something.
I did a lot more writing in one month than I’ve done throughout the entirety of 2013 so far, and since I won NaNoWriMo I’ve been slowing down just a bit but I’m still pushing myself to write at least 1,000 words or edit at least four pages every day. I don’t want to fall out of that habit, mostly because working as slowly as I used to prior to this month has not been working toward my goals.
I’m a bit silly with my goals. I want to have at least thirty actual books out by the time I’m 30. I’ve got about 25 novellas and short stories out right now, but only five things that can actually be considered standalone BOOKS. By mid-January I should have five, but by the end of 2014 my goal is to be up to nine or ten. Eventually I’d like to have as many books out as Stephen King and James Patterson combined. If I ever get to that point I might add Dean Koontz to that list. I really want to be prolific, and I’ve got plenty of story ideas so I think I should be able to do that with relative ease once I finally get to a point where I am actually consistently writing huge amounts of words every single day.

The Last NaNo update!

At about 2:00-3:00 PM central time on November 23, 2013 I hit 50k words on my NaNoWriMo novel, Albuquerque.
And now the long and tedious process of editing.

I’m Kicking NaNoWriMo’s Ass! (And I hope you are, too!)

Greetings, readers!
Anyone else above 40,000 words on their NaNoWriMo projects? I’ve fallen back in love with Albuquerque, my project for this NaNoWriMo. It’ll also hopefully be either my next release or one of my next couple releases. I’ve had a couple of really good ideas for short stories the past week or so and I might write one or two of those up while I work on editing Albuquerque and writing Mortality. Once I’m less focused on speed-writing I’ll be able to do more stuff and post more things out there.
As much as I hate trying to focus on one project, I’ve actually really fallen in love with Albuquerque. The characters and the story keep evolving and I mean it’s evolved from a mediocre Twilight-esque pile of poo (minus sparkling vampires) to something almost Stephen King-ish.
I’m really getting excited to finish writing it though. I wanna focus on other things. I want to be able to work on Stella’s Saga again. I also want to work on the first sequel to Albuquerque (beware, I smell a long ass series). And some short stories. Because that’s my medium of choice.

NaNoWriMo is glorious, delicious hell

I’ve written more words in the first full week of NaNoWriMo than I wrote on either of the first two books in the Sketchbooks series.
Let’s just let that sink in.
I’m writing constantly.
I’m writing more than I ever thought I’d write.
I’m writing faster than I ever thought I’d write.
I’m writing and not editing as I write and YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH THIS HURTS, KNOWING THAT I’M GONNA HAVE TO EDIT AFTER THE FACT. I FUCKING HATE EDITING OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY. That’s why instead of doing drafts I usually just write a paragraph, edit that paragraph, write another paragraph, edit that paragraph… That way I don’t have to fucking write an entire hundred thousand words, realize that all but 5000 words of that sucks, and have to rewrite that many fucking words.
I’m saying fuck a lot.
I’m way over caffeinated.
I’m emotional to a serious fault.
I found myself not even wanting to listen to Weird Al the other night. I wanted to change my background, too.
Neither are happening.
Though I’m thinking of fooling around with the layout on this blog.