Sleepy, Quiet Sunday

Greetings and Salutations. Today I spent very little time writing. I spent the day with my family. We played at least ten rounds of ticket to ride. I got whipped by my five year old several times. That kid is scarey smart. We watched Scooby Doo and the Wrestlemania mystery. My son is now a Wrestlemania fan so I have that to look forward to.

When he finally went to bed I sat down to write.

Time Spent: 45 Minutes

Words : 832

Cumulative Total: 2699 or 5.4%

Phrase that doesn’t suck: uttered by an old school friend (Lila O’Rourke) when they meet for coffee

“Oh darling, it’s dreadful. I simply go from party to party trying not to be married off by my mother and yet desperately heart broken when the bachelor of the day doesn’t seem interested in little old me.”

It has begun…

Happy November First dear readers. I have been very nano busy already. Last night was the first minute write in. We had a little venue trouble but were finally able to all meet up, someone of us in costume. I did indeed dress as Lady Margaret Leighton, Molly to her friends. Since I eschew photos that do not involve a distraction from my likeness, ie a cute five year old, preferably my own, I will simply have to describe my costume.

From head to toe:

-hair loose and curly with a small section in a side sweep complete with crochet flower

-Very pale and heavily powdered face

-red lipstick, even though let me just say, every red lipstick goes orange on me

-cream colored jumper, grey two inches below my knee a line skirt

-seamed stockings

-peep toe, sling back heels

I had an appropriate black boxy shoulder, nipped in waist, 3 button coat and black gloves.

We had a lot of fun laughing on the people watching on hand in our location. Good writing was done as well as the very second it became November 1st.

Today we all met up at the Black Dog in Snoqualmie. I actually won the first word sprint of the day with 401 words in 12 minutes. Yeah Me!!!

Total writing time today: two hours and 20 minutes.

Total word count: 1876

Best phrase:  I swallowed hard. How to tell my mother this was not at all what I meant. It was impossible. Brigadier General Wingate always said we could do the impossible in a day but miracles took a bit longer. This needed a miracle.

Less than five hours to go

Happy Halloween! My husband is currently out trick or treating with our five year old. I’m using these few moments of peace to research for nano, what else? My costume for tonight’s First Minute Party is ready for me to get all gussied up and slither into it. I’m going as my main character. As chance would have it, I didn’t have to buy a thing for my costume. I never thought of myself as a 40s girl but apparently I am. It’s not perfect but close enough for my taste. I will post a pic and a tidbit or two about the party after it happens in four hours, 42 minutes. Yeeep!

Wow

Continuing with cool stuff out of my research….

When Penicillin was first used in military hospitals the nurses has to administer it by using a special mask to gently blow the fine powder directly into the wound. One QA remembered how stunned she had been one day blowing the Penicillin powder in a wound, leaning in very close to the soldier’s body, when she saw something move. It took a beat before she realized it was his lung expanding and deflating as the man drew breath.

WILD!

I do love my research

Greetings and the count down is on. 5 days to the first minute write in where Nano for the Sno region will be on for 30 days of excitement, pressure, and too much coffee. Ok no coffee for me but I am sure others will drink so I can live vicariously.

I have been spending good portions of my recovery time researching for Nano and I wanted to share a few tidbits with you.

The Ceramic was torpedoed at night off the West Coast of Africa. She carried both civilians fleeing the Blitz and soldiers on their way to war. The ship sunk rapidly and the U-boat responsible for their destruction circled the life boats looking for the captain. When the Germans were unable to locate the Captain the grabbed a random officer out of the water, Eric Munday. He survived interrogation and several years as a POW before returning home to find he was the only one who survived the Ceramic. All others perished. In recent years he was gone to Germany for reunions with the men from the U-Boat that effectively rescued him when they took him on board for interrogation.

The Ornsay was sunk off the West Coast of Africa by German U-boat at night. Two launches and 12 life boats made it away from the ship. The Captain ordered them to convoy together. During the first night after ship wreck, the Captains launch and the seven life boats he was tugging disappeared. The other launch continued tugging five life boats until her motor gave out. Four of the lifeboats decided they would be better off without the launch and cut themselves free. 74 men and one Queen Alexandra’s nurse decided their best course of action was to row on to land, 500 miles away. The QA organized the rations into a meals that would last them the estimated 21 days to land. She organized them into rowing shifts, one hour on, two hours off, working from 6AM to 10PM. Knowing the sun was the biggest danger, she organized a work party responsible for pouring a bucket of sea water over every man every half hour of day light. She conducted health exams every day deciding who was fit to work and who was not. She attended to all wounds physical and emotional. Men on the verge of breakdown were sent to her for a chat and a hug. In the course of 12 days they rowed 380 miles before being picked up by a Royal Navy ship. Not only were they on track to make land much faster than estimated, not a single life was lost in the two boats tended by the QA. All others from the Ornsay were lost at sea.

I am also taking a poll for the name of our fearless heroine.

Vote now:
Margaret “Molly” Leighton
Lila O’Rourke
Frances “Frankie” Marple

You can contribute your own suggestions but I ask you keep in mind this is a woman who was born in the 1920’s in England. Make the name be appropriate.

Time Flies

I hadn’t meant to go ten days between posts but …. Right after I set up this blog I found out that a surgery I have been working on getting since February was going to happen this upcoming Wednesday(10/15). I’ve been rather busy with the 457 things on my pre-surgery to do list. But this is super exciting news and here’s why.

A) I get the surgery.

B) the surgery will be done before Nano.

C) I get ten days to recover in which someone else will care for my son, my house, and my dogs. The hubby is on his own. LOL

Ten days. I figure I should be functional for at least a week of that. One week. One whole week to research for Nano.

Why do I emphasize research so much. Well, I have a degree in history and if there is one thing a degree in history teaches you, it’s how to research. While my novels are fiction I like to base them on facts. Plus when I read something really entertaining it often sets up a scene or a character in my mind. For example I read about the code Queen Alexandras nurses had to follow and immediately this character came to mind. She’s young, inexperienced, and thinks that by following the rules to the letter she will be a superior nurse. So when my main character is lamenting the loss of her soldier this fellow nurse is stating the code verbatim. It will be a funny little scene when I actually write it.

This of course brings me to the plotters versus pantsers. What the heck am I talking about? There are two kinds of Nano folks in the very broadest of terms. Plotters create an outline of their entire novel prior to Nano. Sort of like the outline we had to do in Freshman English for the term paper we would eventually write. Exactly. For them, this works. They follow their outline and create scenes that they have painstakingly laid out in advance. Pantsers on the other hand, fly by the seat of their pants.

I am a Pantser. I have a general idea of my novel, where it will take place, and the main characters you will encounter. I may even have a few half formed secondary characters. A general story arc is usually bouncing around in my brain. And I research aspects of the novel. Location, time, etc. But I really have no idea until I sit down and start typing it up. And sometimes I don’t even start at the beginning. Shushhhh, Don’t tell.

My novel is created on Nanowrimo. The next two weeks will be all research all the time, well once the pain meds wear off anyway.

So here’s to the miracle of modern medicine.

It’s Wednesday so it must be write-in time

When my husband asked how I felt about his being transferred from the Silicon Valley to the Pacific Northwest, I must admit I didn’t give NaNoWriMo a thought. I worried about finding new doctors, a preschool for my son, and friends. It wasn’t until mid September when the house was fully unpacked and I could take a deep breathe and begin the process of rebuilding our lives that I realized, NaNo was right around the corner.

A quick trip on my laptop revealed I had two choices for “Regions,” the local group who hosts all sorts of events during the month of November, from first minute write ins to word sprint days and the Night of Writing Dangerously. Choice A: 45 minute slog into the local big city. I hated driving there. It had maniacal drivers, San Francisco like streets, with a random sprinkling of one way streets and signs informing you not to leave your lane for the next mile. Too bad if you need to turn. Choice B: what seemed like the middle of no where. I had not been out to the valley on the other side of my mountain. But it had to be better than A.

Best choice ever. In the intervening days the Valley folks became my friends, my advisers, my writing allies. They shared quality information about speed traps, good places to eat, and their writing group.

Every week there are several write ins. I usually only make Wednesday night dinner due to the aforementioned son.

Fast forward a year, almost NaNo time again. My fellows convinced me now was the time to “develop an online presence.” They held my hand through this process as well.

Over the next 30 days I will share about my process of preparing for NaNo. The following 30 days will be the whirlwind that is NaNo. During NaNo, you can expect daily updates about word count, time spent, and the best line of the day. I’ll try to share a little humor.