Today is the mid-point of National Novel Writing Month. I’m closing in on 30,000 words and should be able to hit my 50,000 word goal by the end of the month, lord willin’ and the creek don’t rise.
Will I reach THE END of my novel by November 30? We’ll see. Right now I’m in the throes of the middle. And it’s hard going here.
The supremely insightful Merrilee Faber and her post today, Middles are like macrame, showed up just in time. She put it so beautifully:
Middles, to me, are like a big macrame project. You get hold of this subplot in one finger, and then you grab that subplot and tie them off, then you pick up some character development and weave it through, and then you grab the main plot in your other hand, and don’t forget the theme, that needs to show up as a splash of colour, and then…
At this point I have a bunch of tangled strings in my hands and I’m hoping that I can pull them together into a more or less cohesive whole. Getting through the middle is the trickiest part of writing for me now, but I think I can.
Last week I read an article on the 9 most subversive children’s books ever written. I don’t agree with the author’s choices, of course. Any list that leaves out Daniel Pinkwater is just plain wrong. Still, the author points out that in The Little Engine That Could, the little engine that ultimately Can and Does is female. I’m pretty sure if the story’s feminist little engine could hold a pen, she’d be doing NaNo, chugging ‘I think I can’ while racking up the word count.
So here’s to NaNo, here’s to W.I.N.O.S., and here’s to making it through the middle — whatever that middle may be.
Just say it: I think I can.