In case anyone is in the dark I am writing a new novel called Black Paper Moon, while following the same rules of Nanowrimo (must write a minimum of 1,667 words per day for 30 days resulting in a 50,000 word manuscript). Always in the 30,000's I feel grumpy and sick of it. it's only once I have broken into the 40,000's and I can see the end sort of in sight if I squint and visualise it, do I get a new little boost of motivation, it's tiny.
Well the problem is I finish this novel in eight days (still have to do my writing for the day, 38,341 here I come!) have a four day hiatus (which I am insane enough to write a couple of chapters for a novella in that time) and then I start Nanowrimo (it happens every November) with Blair: The Same Daughter. Then December I hope to write two novellas that seem to be squatting inside the limited space of my head (get out of there you free loaders!).
And then finally I can resume a vegetable state over the New Year. Till then I'm going to listen to the fairies 'cause I'm struggling to put words coherently together and they make more sense and shit (the fairies I mean).