#NaNoWriMo progress, day 17 = 71414 total words

on Thursday, November 17, 2011
The antibiotics have more or less kicked in and left me feeling much better. Had a pleasant country walk this morning after breakfast, to refresh the spirit.
The NaNoWriMo challenge has been a great motivator for me and today I've achieved 60% of my self-imposed target, completing 5,136 words in two sessions and reaching a total of 71,414 words. Much happening in the story today, with half a dozen minor characters elbowing their way into the plot; not sure whether none, all or some of these will reappear just at the moment. But they provided some fun and diversion and erected a few small barriers for my hero to overcome. But Mel's a game guy. And the heroine, Isla, is a spunky, young woman with a determined independent streak. They continue to surprise me from time to time, which is all great and keeps me on my toes.
The picture is a Wordle image of Chapter 20. It's interesting that 'Isla' appears quite a lot in this chapter. The story is narrated from Mel's pov, in first person, so his name only appears when someone calls him by it. And the 'love' and 'make' should give some indication of the romantic element here.
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Writing but not Reading:

For those of you expecting to see a featured author in this spot, just a note to let you know I've finished that series for the time being. I'm working on a new series with more directed questions and featuring only those authors whose work I have read. Watch this space.


Writing but not Reading:
Most readers harbour no wish to write, perhaps feeling that the ability is a mix of gift and application they may not possess and happy to enjoy the fruits of others' efforts. But, and here lies the shame; many writers display no wish to read, justifying their attitude with the feeble excuse that they have no time: they have time only to write.
The output of most of these non-reading writers is, at best, poor, and often unreadable for any discerning reader. The idea that a craft so complex can be properly learned without reference to those who've gone before is, to me, inexplicable. Would a reliable plumber or electrician consider himself a skilled artisan without the rigour of a time-served apprenticeship? Would a painter exhibit his canvasses without at least an initial study of the masters who preceded him? Would a fashion designer deck her models to propel her clothes along the catwalk without first demonstrating an interest in the garments worn by her potential customers?
Of course, the answer to all these questions isn't a firm or unconditional 'no'. But we all know that anyone who fails to learn from those who have preceded them is destined to repeat their mistakes. It takes a certain type of arrogant ignorance to believe that you can perfect a skill alone and without instruction.
Such ignorance is responsible for poorly developed characters, plots that mirror the works of others, and the depiction of situations identical to those already well known to readers. It's insulting to those who'll read your work not to be aware of what's already been written in the genre. Of course it's not possible to read everything: with too many books published every year, it would require more time than is available to absorb all that's been written in our chosen genre. But it's quite possible and, I'd argue, essential, to glean an idea, a flavour, of what's already been done.
Those who have no wish to read, but who would write, do their readers no favours by their cavalier attitude. They almost invariably produce work of a poor standard. Their refusal to sample other stories, far from ensuring uniqueness, generally results in poor versions of tales already well told. How can a writer learn to construct sentences, to bend the rules of language effectively, to express an idea succinctly yet evocatively, if he's never exposed himself to the work of others? And those who believe themselves natural geniuses are, almost without exception, deluded fools who merely clog up the works with their poorly made pieces. They make it all the more difficult for the real artists to be heard, drowning the unique voices with their ill-devised and poorly-executed offerings.
So, if you want to write, please make sure you read. Read extensively within the area in which you wish to excel, or risk mediocrity and unintented repetition. There; that's another irritation off my chest.

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Stuart's Daily Word Spot: Question mark?

A three-dimensional question mark. For anyone ...Image via Wikipedia
Question mark: ?
The question mark is a punctuation mark that indicates that the written sentence is in the form of a query. Its contemporary use as journalistic shorthand, or an attempt to express a matter in different terms has rapidly reached the status of a cliché. Whilst it's occasionally acceptable to talk about a 'question mark hanging over a decision' or something similar, the constant use of 'question mark' in place of a simple question is becoming increasingly irritating, don't you think?

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#NaNoWriMo progress, Day 16 = 66278 in total.

on Wednesday, November 16, 2011
The dentist tapped my teeth and elicited only a few howls of pain and protest, but his tests confirmed that my tooth ache was the product of infected sinuses and did not involve the need to drill large holes in the enamel. So, I was spared that particular torture today; a difficult job to drill and fill when the recipient is coughing for Britain. Time and the antibiotics will, I know from past experience, reduce the pain and sensitivity.
So, it was back home and time to add a few more words to the NaNoWriMo total. Two sessions later, with long rests between, have produced an extra 4,194 words to bring the total to 66,278, which is an average of 4,142 per day. So, still on target.
Problems are rearing their heads again for the brave hero and heroine but I've left their romance intact, for now. They have enough trouble without falling out with each other, for the moment. But it won't last. They'll have to face the reality that perfect relationships rarely exist (I include my own relationship with my wonderful wife in the rare category, since our 23 years of marriage have produced not a single cross word between us and we remain blissfully in love with each other).
But poor Isla and Mel have a few issues to deal with and life and society are not exactly helping them out here. I'm having great fun with them and look forward to each day and each new session, when I can make them jump through those hoops that they permit in their own individual ways.
Hope the rest of you doing this challenge are having as much fun as I am.

The picture is another Wordle, this one of Chapter 19, the last completed. Now, there's an illustration of the usefulness of this as a tool. See the way 'just' is highlighted. I know they use the term in their dialogue, but  when I do my editing at the end of the creative run, I'll just have to make sure I just eliminate all those unnecessary 'just's from the text, just in case they make me look daft.
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Stuart's Daily Word Spot: Pathos

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Pathos: noun - an attribute in speech, writing, events, persons, which can excite pity or sadness; the power to stir tender or melancholy emotion.




'You write with all the pathos of a sufferer; it's as though you've experienced all the many tragedies you describe in your work. I find myself moved to tears so often by the power of the pathos in your words.'

16 Nov 1961 – Great Britainbegan limiting immigration from the Commonwealth. Until this point, almost any citizen of the Commonwealth could legitimately come to live in these small islands. It was more or less inevitable, given the relative sizes of the country and the Commonwealth, that such restrictions would eventually be imposed. Overcrowding is a major cause of civil unrest and the increasing influx of non-native settlers was bound to become a major issue once full employment was no longer assured.

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#NaNoWriMo progress, day 15 = 62084 words.

on Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Should have been at work (the day job, that is) today. But a visit to the docs confirmed my sinus infection and resulted in antibiotics. The chest infection is a virus, however, and due to my history, best if I rest for a couple of days to deal with it.
But I can't sit and do nowt all day. So, had a couple of short sessions and turned out another 2,523 words for NaNoWriMo, taking the total to 62,084, which is about 52% of my personal target. Resting in between and will be again once I've finished this.
The story is moving along well, with a couple more comic incidents and a hint of more danger to come. I really love my two main characters but their romance is going far too well for it not to be disrupted some time soon, I fear.

The pic is a Wordle diagram of the latest complete chap, Chapter 18, and the prominence of the word, 'car' indicates how much travelling is going on at present.
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Stuart's Daily Word Spot: Obàtálá

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Obàtálá: Another in my occasional introductions to various gods worshipped the world over.
According to the Yoruba peopleObàtálá is the creator of human bodies, which are then brought to life by the breath of Olorun.
Obàtálá owns all ori or heads. Any orisha (a spirit or deity that reflects one of the manifestations of God) in the Yoruba religious system can claim an individual, but until the person is initiated into the priesthood of that orisha, Obàtálá continues to own that head. In this religious system, the soul is believed to reside in the head.
It's an interesting point that variations of this African religion now exist in many parts of the globe and it's estimated there may be as many as 100 million adherents to the various cults and sects involved. But I'm willing to bet that most people reading this have never heard of the god or his religion. It's just another element in my search for the reasons why religion has such a hold over many people. If an individual knows only about the god they were brought up to believe in, how can they be sure that their god is the 'one', when they remain ignorant of all the others that exist with equal potency for those worshippers? Just a thought.

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