I Survived NaNo - Or Did I?
ou know when you're in a language class and the teacher asks you a question that you simply don't have the vocabulary for? You fill the air with words, so that instead of saying something as brief as "my grandfather lived in France" you start blabbing. "My relatives on my father's side two generations back used to reside in France." You use 'backside' instead of 'back' and the wrong conjugation of the verb reside. And if you don't cut yourself off, you sink into even deeper mires of wordiness. That's what the last week of NaNoWriMo felt like for me. There were certain scenes I knew I needed, but every time I drafted them they came out shorter than intended. I know the book will grow when I go back to add everything that's missing from the drafts (namely any and all description and dialogue tags - the thing looks like an overblown screenplay at the moment), but for now I feel like I've staggered across the finish li...