Wannabe Writers #40

Wannabe Writers is a great online meme for those of us that are working to become "real" writers.  Every week Sarah posts a question on her website that you answer on hers, you sign up on the Mr. Linky, and then ask a question on your website.  A great way to get tips from other writers.

Where I am in the writing process:
Still a (mostly) unpaid author.  No payment for any fiction I've written.  I have an album review coming up for Frequency Magazine, and am waiting to see when my article for Existentialism.com will be published (check out the sidebar to find the links to anywhere I've been published). I have 10k into my untitled Lilith novel and about 5k of planning written for my NaNoWriMo novel, A Wind to the Gift.  (Click here to buddy me on NaNo)

My current problem:
Right now, probably because I'm just waiting for NaNo to get started I really don't have one.  I think I have just the right amount of planning done, and I've really had to make myself wait for Monday.  I guess just kinda anxious about finally getting around to it.

My question this week:
I know at some point I'll fall miserably behind on NaNo, so give me some hope and tell me: what's the most you've ever written in one day?

Also:
I'm experimenting with serial story writing with 3WW.  Check out Taking Liberty.

If you have a blog with 300 or fewer followers, I'd like you to join my Small Packages blogfest.  C'mon, you know you want to.

3WW--Three Word Wednesday

If you're unfamiliar with 3 Word Wednesday or you're intrigued by the idea, make sure you stop by and sign up.  There's always a ton of people and lots of really interesting writing (both fiction and non).

I do have to admit that the last time I took part in 3WW, it was much easier. I had just come home from an amazing vacation, and I think any words would have worked to remind me of my trip.  This time, it's a bit harder, but I'll try to do my best.

She had never been a charming girl.  Even in kindergarten, the age where any child can coax a smile out of an adult, she had been the sullen child in a corner.  The one that never smiled, played games that made no sense to an outside observer.  No one ever asked the rules.

What some people took for rudeness was really only a solitary nature.  Content with the feast of her imagination, she needed no others.

Much like the taste of a robust wine, she caught a little on the palate of those unused to her.  But over time, you developed a taste for her.

And then the complexity of her actions made others who were more easy to understand seem bland, stale.

Really just a short character sketch.  I like the feel of it though.  I can tell that I've been reading Dashiell Hammett, it sounds like a combination of a Sam Spade novel with an edge of Thin Man to it.

She doesn't have a name yet, or much surrounding her, but I can see her starting to take shape in my mind.

Now to only find something for her to do!