A moment ago I just hit 40,289 words, leaving me with 9,711 to go for NaNoWriMo!
I should feel a lot happier than I do, and I will, but the scene I just finished writing was fairly emotional for the main character, and thus, fairly emotional for me. I won’t give away the juicy details, but, I’ve been building to a certain sub-plot that involves a lot of old hurts for Bates coming to the surface. What makes it worse is knowing, as the writer and effective master of my character’s fate, what is to come. When I started out to write Ain’t No Redemption, I knew that I wanted tragedy to play a big role in the story. This sub-plot (that, I admit, I’m only vaguely presenting here) is one that strikes home for me.
It’s a bitter-sweet thing, really, to take what’s inside, pains both imagined and otherwise, and use them to create something. On one hand, once a writer infuses them into their work they are forced to face them, even if its just on the computer screen. On the other hand, no art was ever made great without digging deep, finding those things we fear, and offering them up for the world to see.
At any rate, the novel is going great (save for a few spots that’ll need tinkering during the revision stage)!
I’m off to get ready for work, and probably hug a cat or two for some (literally) small comfort.