NaNoWriMo Day 19 – More Furniture

So yesterday I only manged about 1,000 words. I was sure I would make up for it today.

Today I had one of those days.

First I got myself a new video game. Yes, I know that’s dumb.

Every time I sat down for write someone was coming into the room I was sitting in and wanted to talk to me.

I spent all afternoon finishing our son’s room. The good news is that the furniture is all done now. We only need to move all his things into it. It looks really nice with all that new furniture, and the new floor, and the freshly painted walls.

Ninety more minutes until bedtime. I can totally do 3,000 words until then, can I?


NaNoWriMo 2017 – Day 18

The good news is that I actually managed to write a little more than 3,000 words yesterday. I also changed my blog’s theme, and now I don’t get any annoying error messages anymore, and it does display my NaNo widget properly. I’m still not madly in love with the layout but it’ll do for now.

The fun fact is that when you go for a run, make lasagna from scratch, and then put together an IKEA bed time flies like crazy. The bed took us four hours. Four hours! I had thought I was pessimistic when I planned for two. Ahem.

Then I had dinner, and a bit of a break.

Which means I’m sitting here, an hour before my bedtime and have yet to write the first word on the novel for today.

Stay tuned.


NaNoWriMo 2017 – Day 17

Today I had my usual busy Friday. In between two other things I managed to sit down and write another 923 words.

I found that the NaNo widget in the sidebar doesn’t show my actual word count. I’m at 11,628 as of now, and am planning to add a few more tonight.

Of course I’m thinking that I will be able to write like the wind on the weekend. Never mind that I have a run planned for tomorrow, and some more furniture fun.

Writing today was rather pleasant. I only had very limited time to do it.

Onwards and upwards then. Only 38,372 more to go.

Easy peasy…


NaNoWriMo 2017 – Day 16

This was a rather typical Thursday. I’m still not feeling well, so I only walked instead of run, and I didn’t work much, but I did manage to record a podcast episode.

Did also manage to reach 10K last night. And then I actually fell asleep while typing and did type out something that belonged into the dream I was having instead of the story I was writing.

And right now I’m feeling really tired yet again, and also I’ve been cold, cold, cold all day.

I guess there won’t be any writing today. Doesn’t help the novel but might help me.


NaNoWriMo 2017 – Day 15

Halfway. Well, the month, not my novel.

I did spend another two hours putting together IKEA furniture today, and then there was the day job but I also a lovely 30 minutes writing after dinner. And it’s still pretty early so I will write some more.

At least I will earn my 10K badge today.

I am starting to make peace with the fact that I might not reach 50K this month. There is a lot going on. And I don’t want to fell all stressed all the time because I was sick, and also because I decided to write a different book than planned.

Writing a murder mystery is really interesting. And writing it without a detailed plan (or any outline of sorts) is even more interesting.

At least I know the ending, and also talking with my son tonight after dinner while he helped me with the dishes made me find out what happens next. So I have ideas for the next three scenes. That should tie me over until tomorrow or so.


NaNoWriMo 2017 – Day 14

On the plus side we do have new furniture for our son’s room now, and the dresser is already put together. Somehow that meant that I didn’t have quite as much time to write as I hoped to. Again.

I also did something I never do. That scene that had been bugging me because I set it all wrong? I went back and fixed it. I striked out everything that I didn’t want to keep instead of deleting it so that I wouldn’t actually lose any words but still.

But there is another hour left in the day until bedtime so I’ll try to write some more. Today I’m just regular tired, not as tired as yesterday. So far I have managed 246 words. (I probably should not write these blog posts so early but as I explained before wifi is turned off at 9 pm.)

I thought you might like a snippet from the work in progress. This will probably change until the whole thing is finished but at least you get to read something else but me whining about the lack of progress. Here’s the moment Karen finds the body:

I knocked on the door while opening it. If it was open Ms. Swinton was probably right around the corner and hadn’t closed it properly. Or she had a visitor who was supposed to leave soon but then I would have heard her talking. I wondered if I should have looked through the windows from the outside. I couldn’t just walk into someone’s house, couldn’t I?

But I really didn’t want to come back another time. Giving that necklace back would sit in my mind all day, until I could actually cross it off my list, and I was rather reluctant to have to even write it on a list.

I stepped back from the door and walked along the path that lead around the house. I could see into her kitchen windows from outside. Not something I should do, I knew but then something was definitely off here, and peeking into the windows was definitely better than just walking into her house.

The kitchen was rather dark form outside. It looked pretty old-fashioned but normal. Something was lying on the floor next to a small table in the middle of the room. Something big. Like a sleeping bag. Or a person.

Maybe Ms. Swinton was on her kitchen floor unable to get up again. Old people do fall all the time, don’t they? I decided that that was reason enough to enter the house. But why was the door open when she was in the kitchen? Maybe she had put something away and had planned to go out again right away, and hadn’t bothered to close the door.

She probably had already heard me with all the ringing of the bell. I strained listening, if she needed help she would call me, wouldn’t she? But then maybe she was unconscious.

I entered the dark foyer of her house. There was a staircase going up on the right, a door to the left that probably held a small bathroom, a coat rack and closet next to it, and then a hallway leading left. The kitchen must be going off that hallway. The first door couldn’t be the kitchen because there had been a frosted window right next to her front door.

I stepped in as softly as I could for some reason and called out, “Ms. Swinton? It’s me, Karen Cross. Is everything alright? I found something of yours.”

No answer. I followed the hallway and reached the kitchen door. The door was standing partway open. I went into the kitchen which smelled of dish soap and cake. Ms. Swinton still wasn’t saying anything.

“Ms. Swinton?” I walked over to her, and when I touched her arm she seemed oddly lifeless. A little cool to the touch but not cold. She lay slumped over on her side, and I couldn’t see her breathing. She must be unconscious. Her eyes were closed, she was not reacting to me in any way. I had never seen anybody lie that still. I felt for her pulse and couldn’t find any. This was not good. I listened for her breath, nothing. And she was a little too cold too.

I sat down on the floor hard. It seemed Ms. Swinton was dead and I was the one to find the body.

I really should have left that necklace alone. I should have called her on the phone. This was not what I had envisioned the day to be.