Okay, so NaNoWriMo ended at midnight on 30 November. I clearly failed to meet that deadline (though I was well on pace to finish on time). I got off track because of my personal life drama, and it just seemed impossible to even care about the novel. Thanks in large part to a new friend of mine, though, I have renewed my enthusiasm for the project and a couple nights ago I resumed writing. I left off at 10,397 words. I left off tonight at 13,367 words and have finally begun to get to the guts of the story. I dashed off almost 2,000 words tonight in less than two hours. I'm excited to be writing again and I look forward to chronicling my progress here until I can report completion of the first draft. Then, of course, comes the fun stuff.
It has come to my attention that there will be a Pitch the Publisher event in my area in the coming months. Publishers are invited now to begin committing to it, and authors (or would-be authors like myself) are allowed to begin registering 1 May. I intend to complete my first draft well before then, and to revise, revise, revise until the event itself. Then, I'll hope my guts cooperate and I get to actually attend. After that, of course, the plan is for every publisher present to become embroiled in an outrageous bidding war over my novel, which will then become a national bestseller and I'll make a killing off the movie rights. I look forward to mingling with Mila Kunis at the premiere party. It's not a concrete plan, of course. I'll be happy to mingle with Emma Stone and/or Kristen Bell, as well. You can't expect every detail of a plan to work out in life, you know.
In reality, of course, I'll be very fortunate if anyone is interested and I know that if they are, there'll be a lot of editing and rewriting that they'll insist upon before they're willing to consider publishing my novel. That's okay with me, of course. I know that just finishing it doesn't make it ready for public consumption. I'm willing to do the work until it is. And you better believe I will shamelessly promote the ever-loving hell out of it if and when there's an actual product for sale!
By the way, for anyone who may care to know these things, last night I listened to Dierks Bentley's Up on the Ridge while writing and the night before, I played Rolfe Kent's score to Sideways. I figure I only wrote for the first six days of November. I resumed writing on the 9th of January (just a few touch-ups, but they count). So by my reckoning, if I can finish by 2 February, I can have the consolation prize of knowing I could have made my 30 day deadline had my world not become upside down a week into it.