1. Type. Type. Type. Type.
2. No editing, deleting, backspace-ing, or re-reading what I just wrote.
3. Type at every chance I got, even if it was for 10 minutes while the water for noodles was cooking.
Things I did NOT do:
1. Listen to music while I typed
2. Have a detailed outline or plot
3. Meet up with other local NaNoWriMos. (Although two Jugs members are participating, so we did talk things out a little.)
4. Use a notebook or anything when I was away from my computer or laptop, to jot down ideas.
Honestly, I found it more TEDIOUS than anything. Every day, it was like homework looming over my head, that I had to get done before I could go do anything fun.
I incorporated some elements of my life (the main character is a nurse at an infusion center who treats an anemic pregnant woman who is planning a homebirth; the main male character goes to a 72-hour drug detox — I volunteered at one when I was in collgege; there’s a subplot involving an unplanned pregnancy), some totally random stuff (main male character is an injured war vet; there’s a character who is a seminary student, as well as a divorced dad college professor), and just some random stuff for fun (a character’s mother is a very famous actress). That is pretty much it — I kept the plot simple enough so that I didn’t have to take notes. I didn’t mention any specific details about location or time frame (except several references to September 11).
And that was it. I feel a little more free now — I don’t have anything hanging over my head. Who knew I was an anti-procrastinator?
Actually now I’m thinking of what I NEED for Tax Deduction. I have boobs that are already producing milk. I have tons of cloth diapers. I got a lot of baby clothes at my shower/blessing. I would still like: My Breast Friend (Nice-Nice and Das Cinderella are both giving me their old ones; I’ll have an upstairs Breast Friend and a downstairs Breast Friend), Utterly Yours breast pillow; a TV with a remote so I can watch Netflix while I nurse; and some more freezer meals.