Words This Hour: 2,221
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 13,926
Words Remaining: 36,074
Hours Left: 18
Words per Hour: 2004
Mood: going, going, going.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: *sigh* I am just not typing as fast as I would like! That's really annoying. I can't believe I've been sitting here for six hours.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Hour 5.
Words This Hour: 2,199
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 11,705
Words Remaining: 38,295
Hours Left: 19
Words per Hour: 2016
Mood: going, going, going.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: Argh! I'm going slower and slower. It's hard when I have to write dialogue. I feel like I'm falling behind and I can't catch up!
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 11,705
Words Remaining: 38,295
Hours Left: 19
Words per Hour: 2016
Mood: going, going, going.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: Argh! I'm going slower and slower. It's hard when I have to write dialogue. I feel like I'm falling behind and I can't catch up!
Hour 4.
Words This Hour: 2,217
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 9,506
Words Remaining: 40,494
Hours Left: 20
Words per Hour: 2025
Mood: going, going, going.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: I wish I had more time to think about what I'm typing. I'm not really sure that any of this makes any sense or of I'm really conveying what should be conveyed with each scene. I'm just barely hanging on with the word counts here, too.
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 9,506
Words Remaining: 40,494
Hours Left: 20
Words per Hour: 2025
Mood: going, going, going.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: I wish I had more time to think about what I'm typing. I'm not really sure that any of this makes any sense or of I'm really conveying what should be conveyed with each scene. I'm just barely hanging on with the word counts here, too.
Hour 3.
Words This Hour: 2,251
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 7,289
Words Remaining: 42,711
Hours Left: 21
Words per Hour: 2034
Mood: going, going, going.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: God, I'm just typing. Some of this is rubbish. Can't believe I've been at this for three hours already.
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 7,289
Words Remaining: 42,711
Hours Left: 21
Words per Hour: 2034
Mood: going, going, going.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: God, I'm just typing. Some of this is rubbish. Can't believe I've been at this for three hours already.
Hour 2.
Words This Hour: 2,375
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 5,038
Words Remaining: 44,962
Hours Left: 22
Words per Hour: 2044
Mood: Up and at em.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: Wow, I'm flying without a net. A little destabilizing, really.
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 5,038
Words Remaining: 44,962
Hours Left: 22
Words per Hour: 2044
Mood: Up and at em.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: Wow, I'm flying without a net. A little destabilizing, really.
Hour 1.
Words This Hour: 2,663
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 2,663
Words Remaining: 47,337
Hours Left: 23
Words per Hour: 2058
Mood: Just waking up.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: Woah, what am I doing?
Daily Target: 50,000
Total Words So Far: 2,663
Words Remaining: 47,337
Hours Left: 23
Words per Hour: 2058
Mood: Just waking up.
Music: No music. Just me and the words.
Notes: Woah, what am I doing?
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Only Minutes to Go Now.
Ten minutes till go, now.
I just woke up. I've been tossing and turning in bed since 7, fell into a deep hard sleep around 9. Balked about getting up a bit, but I'm excited now.
Making coffee. Getting my snacks strategically placed. Getting the outline ready. Trying to make one of my cats understand that she can not sit in my lap right now.
I'll be checking back in here every hour - I have an Excel spreadsheet that I'm updating with word counts and such. I'm hoping to burn rubber and get ahead in the first few hours, so I can ease up by sunlight and get some food.
We'll see how it goes.
jul
I just woke up. I've been tossing and turning in bed since 7, fell into a deep hard sleep around 9. Balked about getting up a bit, but I'm excited now.
Making coffee. Getting my snacks strategically placed. Getting the outline ready. Trying to make one of my cats understand that she can not sit in my lap right now.
I'll be checking back in here every hour - I have an Excel spreadsheet that I'm updating with word counts and such. I'm hoping to burn rubber and get ahead in the first few hours, so I can ease up by sunlight and get some food.
We'll see how it goes.
jul
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
The Adventures of Plot Bunny and The Garden Gnome.
I am *so* glad I went to the meetup last night:
I WON THE PLOT BUNNY! Now the Gnome has a friend. The Gnome's name, by the way, is Nomi.
The Plot Bunny's name, I've decided, is Plot.
The meetup was tons of fun. Lots of familiar and new faces; I told lots of people about NaNoWriDay: Which means I *must* succeed!
And Plot and Nomi ride off into the sunset:
Far too crazed
at this point,
jules
I WON THE PLOT BUNNY! Now the Gnome has a friend. The Gnome's name, by the way, is Nomi.
The Plot Bunny's name, I've decided, is Plot.
The meetup was tons of fun. Lots of familiar and new faces; I told lots of people about NaNoWriDay: Which means I *must* succeed!
And Plot and Nomi ride off into the sunset:
Far too crazed
at this point,
jules
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Sorry I Can't Get My Camera To Focus.
Dana.
Last year, I borrowed a laptop through the NaNo lenders program, and became very friendly with the Neo. It was the best ever. I loved having something I could put on my lap and type with anywhere and everywhere.
So, when NaNo told me they don’t lend to the same person two years in a row, I knew I had to buy one from somewhere. And then I saw what Vance Fry did to his. Woowee. I wanted a red one too!
So, I won a Dana on ebay, bought some spray paint, and decided to give it a go.
This is what Dana looked like before:
Day 1
I woke up bright and early on a Saturday morning, and decided to take it apart and spray it up on the roof before work.
The back screws were easy enough to undo. But when I opened up her shell, my first thought was, “I can’t do this.” There was an intimidating looking circuit board, a ribbon, a part under that, a free floating, weird-looking battery. It was all attached to the part I wanted to spray.
After staring it down for about five minutes, I went to work on the easy part – loosening the internal screws. Thank god for the Ikea pencil case with all the different compartments, so I could keep track of what screw went where. I loosened the circuit board, and then the underlying screen, figured out how to take out the battery compartments, I finally got the keyboard ribbon off.
My Dana was now a shell that I could do with as I wished.
Except it was too close to going to work time. I would continue the next morning.
Day 2
Woke early. Washed Dana with soap and water as recommended. Along with the goggles and spray paint, I also bought a respirator mask But, when I opened it, the instructions, on full page paper in tiny tiny print, looked much too daunting. “Screw the mask” I thought. I would try to breathe in another direction.
Took her up to the roof and laid down some newspaper. I am lucky in my positioning. When I put on the large rubber kitchen gloves and started spraying, the vinyl dye flew on the wind…away from me, thank goodness. It took a while to get it covered. I sprayed too much, actually, it hung off the chassis in drips. I figured it would be okay, though. I let her stay there for forty five minutes to dry before bringing her back downstairs.
Later that night I noticed that there were parts sprayed unevenly, and I could still see the logo through the red.
Day 3
The next morning I took her out for another coat. Handling the spray paint can went a lot smoother. It was clear there would be a few imperfections where the drips had collected, but I decided to not get bent out of shape about that.
Day 4
I let her dry.
Day 5
I let her dry all of day 4, and couldn’t resist trying to put her back together on Day 5. I started with the keyboard, by far the most difficult thing I had to do. I think the dye collected in the slots made this more difficult than it should have been. I scratched the paint in a couple of places and decided I couldn’t live with that, so I put newspaper in my kitchen sink and gave the spots a couple of hits from the dye can.
After letting it dry for a couple of hours, I struggled with fitting the keyboard into the chassis for another hour. It still doesn’t fit perfectly into the slots, I feel like it might pop out at anytime. Momentary panic when the control key popped off. After staring the internal key mechanism down and fiddling with it, I finally got it back onto the keyboard.
Putting it together after that was no problem at all. There are serious imperfections in the paint job, there are a couple of scratches and dents. But that’s okay, the desired effect was achieved. It works, and I think I’ve figured out how to sync it up with my computer. Here she is:
Not as super sharp as Vance's but I'm happy with my work and can't wait to take her out into the world.
And, the NaNo mugs are red this year. Can’t wait to take a pic of them together.
Gnome.
This is my NaNo07 totem, my garden gnome.
The wife of the engineer who mixed my record gave him to me for my birthday. She said every die hard anglophile must have a garden gnome, and I agree with her. I love him. He’s so…amazingly benevolent. He sits on my desk and wishes me well as I go about my life, especially when I’m noveling.
Chair.
This is my new executive leather desk chair.
*Love* my chair, boys and girls.
The chair that preceded was a hideous plastic thing that I couldn’t sit in without feeling my butt bones. There was no way on god’s green earth I could do 24 hours of high powered noveling in that thing. So, I went to Staples and bought this comfie chair. They assembled it and delivered it up four flights of stairs. And now I feel like I’m sitting on clouds.
The challenge will be to keep my cats from scratching it up. Right now I’m keeping it covered with a big sheet. And I’m planning on purchasing a water pistol if they get a little too naughty.
j
Last year, I borrowed a laptop through the NaNo lenders program, and became very friendly with the Neo. It was the best ever. I loved having something I could put on my lap and type with anywhere and everywhere.
So, when NaNo told me they don’t lend to the same person two years in a row, I knew I had to buy one from somewhere. And then I saw what Vance Fry did to his. Woowee. I wanted a red one too!
So, I won a Dana on ebay, bought some spray paint, and decided to give it a go.
This is what Dana looked like before:
Day 1
I woke up bright and early on a Saturday morning, and decided to take it apart and spray it up on the roof before work.
The back screws were easy enough to undo. But when I opened up her shell, my first thought was, “I can’t do this.” There was an intimidating looking circuit board, a ribbon, a part under that, a free floating, weird-looking battery. It was all attached to the part I wanted to spray.
After staring it down for about five minutes, I went to work on the easy part – loosening the internal screws. Thank god for the Ikea pencil case with all the different compartments, so I could keep track of what screw went where. I loosened the circuit board, and then the underlying screen, figured out how to take out the battery compartments, I finally got the keyboard ribbon off.
My Dana was now a shell that I could do with as I wished.
Except it was too close to going to work time. I would continue the next morning.
Day 2
Woke early. Washed Dana with soap and water as recommended. Along with the goggles and spray paint, I also bought a respirator mask But, when I opened it, the instructions, on full page paper in tiny tiny print, looked much too daunting. “Screw the mask” I thought. I would try to breathe in another direction.
Took her up to the roof and laid down some newspaper. I am lucky in my positioning. When I put on the large rubber kitchen gloves and started spraying, the vinyl dye flew on the wind…away from me, thank goodness. It took a while to get it covered. I sprayed too much, actually, it hung off the chassis in drips. I figured it would be okay, though. I let her stay there for forty five minutes to dry before bringing her back downstairs.
Later that night I noticed that there were parts sprayed unevenly, and I could still see the logo through the red.
Day 3
The next morning I took her out for another coat. Handling the spray paint can went a lot smoother. It was clear there would be a few imperfections where the drips had collected, but I decided to not get bent out of shape about that.
Day 4
I let her dry.
Day 5
I let her dry all of day 4, and couldn’t resist trying to put her back together on Day 5. I started with the keyboard, by far the most difficult thing I had to do. I think the dye collected in the slots made this more difficult than it should have been. I scratched the paint in a couple of places and decided I couldn’t live with that, so I put newspaper in my kitchen sink and gave the spots a couple of hits from the dye can.
After letting it dry for a couple of hours, I struggled with fitting the keyboard into the chassis for another hour. It still doesn’t fit perfectly into the slots, I feel like it might pop out at anytime. Momentary panic when the control key popped off. After staring the internal key mechanism down and fiddling with it, I finally got it back onto the keyboard.
Putting it together after that was no problem at all. There are serious imperfections in the paint job, there are a couple of scratches and dents. But that’s okay, the desired effect was achieved. It works, and I think I’ve figured out how to sync it up with my computer. Here she is:
Not as super sharp as Vance's but I'm happy with my work and can't wait to take her out into the world.
And, the NaNo mugs are red this year. Can’t wait to take a pic of them together.
Gnome.
This is my NaNo07 totem, my garden gnome.
The wife of the engineer who mixed my record gave him to me for my birthday. She said every die hard anglophile must have a garden gnome, and I agree with her. I love him. He’s so…amazingly benevolent. He sits on my desk and wishes me well as I go about my life, especially when I’m noveling.Chair.
This is my new executive leather desk chair.
*Love* my chair, boys and girls.
The chair that preceded was a hideous plastic thing that I couldn’t sit in without feeling my butt bones. There was no way on god’s green earth I could do 24 hours of high powered noveling in that thing. So, I went to Staples and bought this comfie chair. They assembled it and delivered it up four flights of stairs. And now I feel like I’m sitting on clouds.
The challenge will be to keep my cats from scratching it up. Right now I’m keeping it covered with a big sheet. And I’m planning on purchasing a water pistol if they get a little too naughty.
j
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Woot.
I, jaybizz, am a busy buzzing bee.
Bzzzzzz.
I sent all my CDs out this morning for the NaNo CD exchange.
I am steadily cleaning my house up and getting the space ready for the EXECUTIVE LEATHER DESK CHAIR which I will order from Staples tomorrow. They're bringing it to Brooklyn up four flights of stairs, which is mighty kind of them. The plastic abomination that currently sits in front of my desk/table will be shown the door hastily.
I've also been up early the past few morning occupied with a nifty little project that I'll show you in the next couple of days, as soon as it's done and I can take some pictures.
I've yet to start an outline for the big novel. Which frightens me a little, but I know that I have to do a ton of other things before my mind is free to work on it. The plan is to have the house all ship shape, bills paid by Thursday, and then sit in my NEW EXECUTIVE LEATHER DESK CHAIR and outline until the cows come home on Friday.
The outline for the little Novel in a Day, however, is growing nicely. I've outlined all the major plot points and now it's all about the detail (I'm saying that like *I* *even* *have* *a* *clue* what it's all about; I don't).
This morning I came in to work, and the usual entrance was blocked off. The hallway leading into my section of the floor looked like a tornado hit it, water dripping from the ceiling and floor boards all torn up, men in blue shirts buzzing around the area carrying strange diagnostic instruments. The suited security person told me there was a water pipe break on the fourth floor (I work on the third) and that most of the floor was trashed, except for the area where I work.
I walk the long way around to my office, and the wide screen TV behind the front desk people had close up coverage of the California fires.
I had a "What is this world coming to?" moment.
But I'm sitting at my desk now with my favorite cup of coffee, properly coffee-mated and then slightly cooled. My client is not in at the moment, my boss is not in at the moment. I love it when I'm allowed to ease into the end of my work week this way, think about the things that are important to *me*, with a laser printer and T1 line to hand.
Life is good.
j
Bzzzzzz.
I sent all my CDs out this morning for the NaNo CD exchange.
I am steadily cleaning my house up and getting the space ready for the EXECUTIVE LEATHER DESK CHAIR which I will order from Staples tomorrow. They're bringing it to Brooklyn up four flights of stairs, which is mighty kind of them. The plastic abomination that currently sits in front of my desk/table will be shown the door hastily.
I've also been up early the past few morning occupied with a nifty little project that I'll show you in the next couple of days, as soon as it's done and I can take some pictures.
I've yet to start an outline for the big novel. Which frightens me a little, but I know that I have to do a ton of other things before my mind is free to work on it. The plan is to have the house all ship shape, bills paid by Thursday, and then sit in my NEW EXECUTIVE LEATHER DESK CHAIR and outline until the cows come home on Friday.
The outline for the little Novel in a Day, however, is growing nicely. I've outlined all the major plot points and now it's all about the detail (I'm saying that like *I* *even* *have* *a* *clue* what it's all about; I don't).
This morning I came in to work, and the usual entrance was blocked off. The hallway leading into my section of the floor looked like a tornado hit it, water dripping from the ceiling and floor boards all torn up, men in blue shirts buzzing around the area carrying strange diagnostic instruments. The suited security person told me there was a water pipe break on the fourth floor (I work on the third) and that most of the floor was trashed, except for the area where I work.
I walk the long way around to my office, and the wide screen TV behind the front desk people had close up coverage of the California fires.
I had a "What is this world coming to?" moment.
But I'm sitting at my desk now with my favorite cup of coffee, properly coffee-mated and then slightly cooled. My client is not in at the moment, my boss is not in at the moment. I love it when I'm allowed to ease into the end of my work week this way, think about the things that are important to *me*, with a laser printer and T1 line to hand.
Life is good.
j
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