There are two more days left in NaNoWriMo--two more days where you have to endure a fairly crappy blog post in which I complain about the number of words I have left to write to get my novel (at least a very bad first draft of one) finished.
I'm close though--so close I can feel it. I cranked out 5,220 words yesterday to bring me to a grand total of 44,351 words. To get to the 50,000 word prize (which I believe is basically bragging rights), I owe myself another 5,639 words. That's a mere 2,825 per day. After yesterday's marathon, I think it's doable.
Do I still like my book and my main character? For the most part, yes. I know the book needs some massive changes. And by massive, I mean the whole first section needs to go by the wayside, and I'm sure there are some dreadful passages where I was trying to come up with something--anything, beyond going with a brand-new story in the middle--just to boost my word count.
Still, I think I have a good start. I'll take a couple of weeks off to get some other work done and read a bunch of chick lit novels. And get U2 and Coldplay out of my head. That's pretty much been my soundtrack for the book, and I'm close to the point where I need to listen to something else. Or, I need to find more Coldplay, because I've only deemed a couple of songs off the one album I own to be worthy of listening to for writing.
Overall though, I'm down to the wire. I just need to make sure I finish the race.
See you in a couple!