End of week one and I am ahead of myself in terms of words written but I am behind myself with my actual plot. There is an awful lot of irrelevant stuff that is creeping into the text, but I will be able to scratch together some kind of novel from it all afterwardds I think. The characters are coming into their own at last – only taken me 20 thousand words to get them breathing (!) But I have already fallen back on the steamy bedroom scene device to get things moving along. All of it excruciatingly embarrassing for my poor characters and will be severely chopped after NaNoWriMo.
But I feel hopeful about the book now, whereas before I was wondering where on earth it might be leading me. That can all change though.