13,448 out of 50,000 words – 27% Done
I am right on track, actually a little ahead. Sometimes the words just come and the story spills out, gushes onto the page. That is when writing is exhilarating. And this first week of Nanowrimo has been wonderful. I have been mostly writing in the mornings – waking up with the story fresh in my mind. One day, I did not write at all. I had to think about where I was going. What should happen next? Who are these characters? But this morning, it became clear to me. This novel, this story, is not about what I thought it was about. My characters have shown me what lies beneath it. It suddenly all makes sense.
I promised to share a passage or two … and so I will. Remember, this is first draft material – not polished, not elaborated on, not deep. This passage is from Kate’s point a view – a woman who has gone for a hike with her twelve year old daughter on a beautiful, late October day…and then the unthinkable happens.
The surface of the lake rippled with a breeze. I followed its edge, the tracks of my daughter, her hiking books imprinting her presence there. And every few seconds I cupped my hands to my mouth and shouted her name, hearing it bounce back to me, empty. Frannie’s tracks left the lake and then vanished on the hard rocks after a few tiny smudges of dirt. I stood where my daughter was last known to be and scanned 360 degrees. Trees. Mountain peaks. The distant valley. Nothing. The day was fading and Frances was gone. Tears sprang to my eyes and when I opened my mouth to shout her name, what emerged was a croak, a whisper, barely any sound at all.
Week two of Nanowrimo has begun…I am well into my story and can see where it is going. Stay tuned for an update next week!