Monday, November 25, 2013
If you, too, are tormented by NaNoWriMo, you know exactly what I'm talking about. This year my project is unusual; I'm not really sharing word counts on social media because these are words I wrote a long time ago. Then I had some babies, got divorced, fried the laptop, lost the files.... Yeah, a LONG time ago.
A good friend expressed regret that I'd lost my first manuscript--she liked it (!!!). She was one of maybe three people who actually read the book. I, however, became convinced that it was horrible, so I did not think much of it until she remembered the story fondly after .... years. No, I'm not going to tell you that. No.
So, a few weeks later, I found the files. Synchronicity and I are old, old friends, so I was regretting that the computer fell casualty to my divorce (long, boring, pre-storage-cloud story) when I found the box between my desk and the wall. It was an old, dusty box...with my first novel in it. Huh. I printed out copies. How did I forget that?
But the novel is in terrible shape. At some point I decided to re-order the chapters, and there appear to be multiple drafts involved. Also, my early attempts at editing resemble angry-red scribble doodles. It's a mess. So there you have it, my NaNoWriMo project for 2013: recover the first novel I ever wrote.
Hey, nobody said NaNo was for sane people.
I didn't even know that the NaNo site would ask us for a cover image when I made this one a few months ago. There's just one problem: the character named in my title. He's not exactly a good guy, and several years ago I named my son Alexander. Hmmm.
book cover: Carlchick/Shutterstock