Yet again, I signed up to participate in NaNoWriMo — National Novel Writing Month. I got about 30,000 words written last year before I stopped mid-month. I don’t remember exactly what I managed to get up to in 2009, but it was 20k in 2008. I only managed to finish in 2007 (53k — I wrote most of the titles in my series, The Positions of Love, that month) and 2006 (also 53k, when I wrote Between Brothers).
This year, I didn’t want to start a brand new novel because I have last year’s attempt (as yet untitled) as well as the novel I started for NaNoWriMo in 2008 that aren’t finished yet. Also, I have quite a few short story ideas rattling around in my head which need to get written, so this year I decided to focus on writing 50,000 words in toto. Here we are halfway through the month and, believe it or not, I’m pretty much on track.
The first story I wrote was Hot Merchandise, which I’ve been toying with for a while now. It was inspired by two more or less unrelated events. Back in high school, my brother was detained at the music store in the mall (we called it a record store then, even though there weren’t any records sold there) because his bulky jacket made the manager suspicious. Fast forward a few years later when I was in college, and I got a job working at that same store one summer between semesters. Add in a sexy boyfriend (or two) I once had and presto! Instant story.
My goal for November was write 5,000 words in three days. At a hair over that length, this story fit the bill. But the second story I wrote went a little over. Santa Vic is a Vic and Matt story (as if the title didn’t clue you in) that topped out just under 14k in length. It was a lot of fun to write, but then again, Vic and Matt usually are. They’re almost like fan fiction to me — I can go back to them at any time and dip into their lives to write about what’s happening now, and it’s like I never left.
Currently I’m working on my third story, as yet untitled (I’m really bad at coming up with names for my stories, especially while I’m in the middle of them). This one I’m calling my “tattoo blowjob story” because that’s basically what happens in it. The idea came while I was attending Authors After Dark this past August, and the tattoo vendor there (Geoff from Voodoo Monkey) helped me hammer out some details for this and another tattoo-inspired story I want to write. There are just some questions you don’t want to ask your regular tattoo guy, you know? It’s like going to confession at church and picking the visiting priest so he won’t know who you are the next time you show up.
I’m about 4,000 words into this untitled tattoo story, and I hope to wrap it up this week. If nothing else, NaNoWriMo has helped me get back to writing regularly — I try to hit about 1,000 words a day, but most days double that. If I can maintain this pace for a month, what’s to stop me from doing it all the time?