I have decided I am more interested in my characters and their relationships to one another than I am in the actual plot of my book. And, because it’s NaNo, I’m going to do what I want.
I’m going to focus on bringing John and Rebeccah together (after they’ve suffered for 60,000 words or so), and to hell with the space pirates. I’m sure they’ll be important at some point – I’m already planning an awesome ground offensive scene that will highlight the differences between John and Monty – but only insofar as they assist with making my characters’ lives miserable.
I wrote 1933 words last night. I opened my Word doc expecting to write a chapter that delved into the diplomatic mission and the complexities of the situation, but instead John had a headache and walked into a nightmare (two women arguing outside the door to his quarters). At first I was disappointed, thinking the character stuff is great, but no one wants to read 80,000 words of romantic angst so I resolved to take it out and write something ‘better’ that tackled the plot.
As I delved into the emotions of my characters I realized I was happy there. At this point I couldn’t care less about the pirates. I care about John and Rebeccah and what Monty and Kimberly are doing to ruin things for them. And, like a pig in mud, I am content to roll around there and snort in pleasuure.
Besides, I think there might be one other person out there who’s VERY interested in what’s going on with John and Rebeccah. You’ll know her when you see her; she’s wearing a “Team John” t-shirt with the words, “Move the ship” on the back.
All hail my cheerleader! This book is for you.