Usually, I keep a rather neat table when I'm at my laptop. Not so much, this month. Since I'm working on a 50,000 word novel, started on November 1st and to be completed on or before midnight on November 30th, my desk is a mess. In case you haven't heard, November is National Novel Writing Month.
My mess is made up of some important stuff. Since I'm jumping around constantly between characters and settings in my novel, I have a notebook with short summaries of each "chapter." That way I can easily find exactly where I left each scenario when I want to pick it up and move forward again. It's easier than scrolling up through pages and pages to find what I want.
Also, I have a sheet of paper with the names of all the characters and their relationships to the main characters. Sometimes I can't for the life of me recall the name I gave someone. All I have to do is look at my reference sheet and voila, there it is.
Scraps of paper clutter my table as well. The scribbling on them is essential for a variety of reasons.
I know, I know, there are probably programs at Staples that have all this organized for writers. Someday, maybe. For now, I'd rather do it my way. I have to do it my way and understand that before I can begin to visualize it any other way.
I'm enjoying my latest adventure in writing and, by golly, after a period of stressing and straining, I have an idea of where I'm going and where I'll end up. That's comforting considering I started with only this prompt:
A little girl is kidnapped in a grocery store.
On day 14 of this NaNoWriMo challenge, my total word count to date is 28,379. Am I bragging or am I complaining? Neither, my friend. I'm just telling it like it is.
P.S. I think I just lied. Forgive me but, I'm pleased as can be.