So NaNoWriMo is over, and our TGIO party is tomorrow. It’s always a bit of a bittersweet feeling, coming to the end of November. This was a more difficult one than usual, as I mentioned at the beginning of the month. (Just before? I can’t remember anymore.) As usual, I always think that knowing the story–knowing the characters–all of that planning kind of stuff will help me. And it never does. I just get stuck because in my head, the story is already told and writing it all over again feels repetitious–and there are few things I hate more than repeating myself over and over and over again. (I have trouble with revision for this very reason. Go figure.)
So despite the fact that Manhattan and Damian are characters I know as well as any I’ve worked with in many ways, it was a battle to write their story. And yet again, 8 years running now, I’ve failed to actually finish the STORY in the month of November.
Some day. SOME DAY.
