I told myself I wouldn’t write anymore until November 1, so I could abide as best I could by the “rules” of NaNoWriMo, as much as they really have rules. Basically, even though I’ve already begun my novel, I want to still produce 50,000 words during the month of November, so I can consider myself a “winner”—and not only because I’ve already pre-ordered my Winner T-shirt (it’s motivational, okay?).
Somehow, though, I can’t stop myself from writing. Over the last couple of days, I sneakily wrote a chapter. I didn’t mean to. It was an accident. Words just fell out of me. I really intended to just keep working on making sure my outline was well-organized and decently researched, and my character sketches were adequate so I didn’t write myself into a corner. My best intention turned into unintentional writing. Oops.
I suppose I need to otherwise occupy myself. I’ve been reading How I Write by Janet Evanovich, which has kept me busy and has been entertaining. I’m almost done, though. I guess I’ll either have to pick up another book, or start poshmarking more stuff, since I certainly have plenty to list. I’ve listed quite a few things in my closet over the last few days, and plan to add more every day.
Someone needs to stop me from writing, though, or I’ll be finished before NaNoWriMo even starts.