|Still ahead of schedule… Just.|
I know that second weeks of NaNoWriMo months are harsh. They’re kinda notorious for being as difficult to get through as swimming through molasses. That’s why all of the encouragement we get from the organizers in week two features some version of “Hey it’s okay to struggle. You’re far from the only one, so just keep chipping away and things will get easier.”
To be honest, though, I thought I’d skip the difficult second week. Not because week one was epic (and it was), but because I’m in the final sixth of my book. These are the final chapters leading up to the climactic point and the last ones to finish the book off.
They write themselves.
They always have.
Usually when I hit the last quarter of a book, I can easily write up to 6k words in a day. (My record is 10k in a single push.)
But what I didn’t count on was that, when I threw a huge curve ball at my characters, they would retaliate with a massive one in return.
You’d think, after having about six iterations of this same event in my draft novels without much of a dent, nothing would change when I let the same thing happen now.
Boy, was I wrong.
Because I hadn’t taken into account one major thing: Every time before, the thing happened early in the story. This time, it happened near the end.
And because of everything that had happened before the event, the characters were now armed with a set of information that pointed to something I hadn’t even looked at.
I’ve been struggling to write even 1000 words a day since Tuesday. The moment I get to scenes around this event, my unwilling fingers slow down to a drag and I want to burst into tears.
But hey! Drama’s good. So I can’t complain too much.
I just have to get over this.
And hopefully my poor readers will cry just as hard when they hit this scene. I’m not going to say what it was, but… I think you’ll know when you see it.
How are you doing? Have you ever had a character spring a whole new world of pain on you? How did you recover?