Being without a computer for close to two weeks, and also not having TV is, in this day and age, somewhat like living in the (probably) mythical writer’s attic. I’m not a P to P socializer, so the internet is the largest part of my world, and my word processer is my quill pen. The most crushing blow when my computer went down was that I was just about to validate my NaNo word count. There were also nights of troubled sleep and depressed days until I knew that the problem wasn’t my hard drive and that I wouldn’t lose everything in my life that was important to me. But I coped, thanks to a backlog of unread books, some waiting to be reread, and my faithful Alphasmart.
Trying to continue writing a novel on a device that shows only six lines of text is frustrating, to say the least, so there wasn’t a lot of continuity in what I churned out over that two weeks, but I did make some progress. Lots of notes, fragments of dialog, a few new scenes and, most wonderful of all, finding a way to end two novels satisfactorily.
I had put aside Boundaries for NaNo, but my mind was still chewing over an ending that I just couldn’t get right. Without the distraction of the internet, my mind turned in on itself and did the job. I was having the same problem with The Warden, and that period of isolation and inner focus also produced a stronger ending than I’d originally planned (and the appearance of an unexpected new character) .
I didn’t write nearly as much as I would have if I’d been able to coast on the last few days of NaNo energy, but I did write. Would I want to do it that way again? Definitely not, but I’ll think seriously about going on a strict internet diet when the words just aren’t coming the way they should.
It looks as if I’ll get my purple bar. There’s a validation process for people who missed out, so now I’m waiting for one of the moderators to do the count on the text I sent her last night.