I only managed 1,193 words last Sunday, for reasons I shared with you last week.
Monday was a total slog. Every word was a battle. Even so, 421 words was rather pathetic. That’s the lowest 1-day word count of the whole month. So far.
I got back on track Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, with 1,016, 1,018, and 1,075 words, respectively.
Friday, I wrote 1,852 words and, on Saturday, I racked up 2,035 words.
I have now broken 30k on the draft and I’m just about at the first plot point. Yeah. This is epic fantasy, with due emphasis on the epic. Plus, I expect to edit down in revision.
I probably won’t make 40k this year; so, a hair less than last year, but better than the 28k I managed in 2014, also a year of NaNo-while-working.
I joined NaNo for the first time in 2013 and, if this year pans out as I expect, this will result in three years of achieving the 50k goal (or exceeding it) and three years of not meeting it. In all years but one, the drafts were actually finished after the fact.
Aside from that, I have three other novels that I drafted outside NaNo.
I’ll speak a little more next week about what I see coming up, writing-wise, in 2019.
Until then, be well, be kind, and stay strong. The world needs your stories.