I hit a wall. I’m at 28K+ and I’m exhausted. No endorphin rush here and going for those final 22K. Not until my brain recovers from the frying it got and recharges. This feeling is, apparently, pretty common. In today’s email, I received a pep talk from one of the NANOWRIMO organizers, cheering all participants to keep typing away, letting us know that this brain fog we’re experiencing in part of the process. Ugh. I just want to crawl back into bed and hide under the covers.
I guess instinctively I knew that I had to give my brain a rest. Typically, Wednesday nights is when I watch my junk TV shows. Last week, I felt a little guilty taking two precious hours off from writing. Not this week, not one itty, bitty second. However, while I watched my shows I ruminated about some changes I plan to make in the revisions.
First, I’m debating whether I should change my locale from Berkeley to New York. I used to know Berkeley pretty well, but it’s been ages since I’ve been there. Whereas, I know, really know, NYC. So that’s up for consideration. Second, I need to get a better grasp of spying 101, and that means more research. Third, it’s too chatty, and I need a lot more action and tension. That’s for starters.
I’ll post the first part, as promised, in a few days. I just need to clean it up a bit. And now as much as I’m dreading it, back to Cyprian and Hal. I hope I can come up with something interesting.