I know, I said Day 3 and it’s technically Day 4, but I am updating you about the day before, so I’m technically still right.
Yesterday, I once again waited until evening to get my words in, and then attempted to do them while watching a movie (without pressing pause) and through election results. Needless to say, it took many hours to actually finish them, though it was a nice break from the stress of watching election results.
There was far more telling than showing in yesterday’s writing and I had to remind myself more than once that that is okay for a first draft. Once I almost deleted an entire paragraph before remember that would set my word back by a lot. So I put it back and just kept typing. Ah, the joys of NaNoWriMo.
From yesterday’s session:
Something constricted in the child’s chest. She didn’t understand all that had just been said, but she did understand one thing. She would be separated from her little sister.
Forest Idylls 