If writing a novel is like giving birth, then my nine months are up, right? Whoo hoo!
Only one slight problem, easily overlooked.. it is an elephant pregnancy and those are like 22 months long. So I have come to understand, or think, or hopefully, really believe. I don't now and I stopped asking. A good day writing in this is 300 words a day right now which includes editing and tinkering.
Is it done? No, not even close. How long is it? I don't know, I stopped clicking the word count thingy. Besides that goes up and down on a daily basis. Last I checked, a few months back, it was around 100k, but it has changed a bunch since then, probably a bit more now. How many chapters? I don't know, I did not number them, off hand I think there is around 35 or so. That changes as well as I tinker with adding and subtracting.
I have written as many words in back story, side story, characterizations and world building as are in the blasted manuscript. Am I over writing? Yes, I have no doubt. I am also note taking on the process as I experiment with it. I also journal and post up stuff on the blog. This is the first, serious attempt to finish and I want to know what I did. When I am done and this one is in the wild, I will know where I made mistakes, what worked, what did not. Just trying to make the second time around easier.
When this one is done, I will set it loose. Then I will start the whole crazy process again. I missed July in an update, but I was happily scribbling along in this and many other adventures.
The end is just the beginning..