When I went to bed last night, the word counts for my NaNoWriMo buddies were 539, 447, and 0 (granted, he’s west-coast, so I may not know). Me? All of 78 words added. Beginning week 3, Sustain week, the grind. And judging from all our performances, it’s the wall.
Speaking on my own experience, I opened up the document, looked at the outline, which ended with “Chapter 33 – Lin And Steven Negotiate”, typed “Chapter 34 – ” and stopped. I had no idea what the next chapter was going to be. No idea whose perspective it was from or any sort of plot. After a couple minutes of staring blankly, I walked away from my computer.
It’s not like I couldn’t write. I was inspired to do a blog entry that day, when I was expecting to go dry for a while. And I’m writing this blog entry now. I’m doing all of this instead of working on my novel. Recently, I commented on how writing the novel wasn’t really fun anymore. And I gave that emotion some thought and had another realization.
My NaNoWriMo profile identifies me as a “Pantser”: writing with no planning and flying by the seat of my pants. And that has worked out very well for me. I am always excited to see where my characters want to go. I only have detail in my head for one future scene and how to get there, and I have various long-range events that may or may not ever come to fruition. They all depend on how the short-term scenes play out.
However, lately, something has changed. In prior weeks, I would always be thinking about the story and what was coming up next. These last couple days, I haven’t given a single thought to the story. Yesterday, I only had my thoughts about the upcoming scenes from a few days ago. Today, I sat down and I had nothing.
So, how did I get over that? I chose to do some editing. I jumped back three chapters and read what I had written. In the process of doing that, I learned that my story isn’t actual shit, which I was increasingly convincing myself it was. I fixed some basic typos, changed some phrasing, and ended up with an additional 78 words for the day. More than that, I encouraged myself that this is a story and the story isn’t over yet. These characters still have things to do.
Today will be a long day at work, but when I get home, hopefully I will have the refreshed energy to take on another two chapters. Verbum Vomite!


Times have changed and so have I. A recent reassessment of myself via personality profile informed me of such. It was just a very simple personality test, one meant to be simple and easy to administer, but useful enough to apply in a workplace environment. The test is called
In my earlier results, I was classified as a “discoverer”. This was the person in the village that would leave and go in search of great things and bring them back to the village for everyone’s use. And that’s pretty much what I did in my work life. I would find new technologies and techniques and present them to everyone, then I’d be off again. It sounds like every team would want one of these people, but you also have to understand that discoverers are hard to pin down and may have trouble focusing on current tasks because they would much rather be exploring. And that’s pretty much what I did.
In my most recent test, my result was a “dreamer-minstrel”. I think their role is to encourage and cheer everyone up, like a wandering minstrel. I never really thought of myself as encouraging at work. I’ve been pretty cynical for quite a while and have a slightly bleak outlook on the company’s future.
I think I might have experienced this spray nozzle once before in a hotel and I was impressed with the power of the spray while it still used very little water. So I sought one out for myself. When I got it installed, I learned a few things. One is that novelty wears off. If I had stayed a full week at that hotel instead of a night, I would have learned that the sensation of the spray isn’t all that wonderful, day after day. The other thing I learned is that when I used the shutoff switch, the water immediately starts cooling, so when the switch gets turned back on, you get a blast of cold water. Nope, this is not the last showerhead I will own.
In 2012 (according to sales records), I purchased a Dream Spa showerhead. This head had a major advantage in that it had a hose on it. I don’t know why manufacturers always try to suggest that you will grab the showerhead and spray all over your body with it. I just turn around in the shower. It’s not that difficult, people. However, the hose allowed me to clean the the shower much easier than a stationary head would. Being a typical guy, it was not out of the realm of possibility to run a garden hose into the bathroom to spray the walls down. I’m not saying I did that… often, but then again, I’m not saying I clean… often.



