Can I Write A
Novel In A Week? No, not me. That question is posed by my guest poster today,
David Robinson, who answers it by saying ...
I don’t know,
but from 9-15th July, I’m going to try.
It’s not simply
an academic exercise, nor something to keep my tiny mind occupied for a week.
There is an underlying purpose to it… aside from producing a novel in a week,
that is.
What is it we
writers are best at? Procrastination. It’s in the genes. We get out of bed
determined that today is the day when we meet the WIP head on and really get to
grips with it... after we’ve checked the emails, the Facebook and Twitter updates,
and let’s not forget the news. There’s an hour gone. Time to get to it… oh!
Ford have produced a new model Ka. Must check that out, and look, here’s a
woman who lost two stones in three days. How did she do that?
Between visits
to the kettle (or coffeemaker) trips to the shop, chats on IM or the phone,
taking the dog for an extended walk to contemplate the direction the WIP should
take, the morning soon goes, and then it’s the obligatory hour with Loose Women, and Wimbledon fills the
afternoon. Before we know it, it’s yawn time and we need some sleep. Pity about
the WIP. Still: there’s always tomorrow.
I like to think
of myself as well-motivated and focussed, but the truth is, I’m as bad as
anyone else. The road to hell is not a pavement of good intentions; it’s an
unwritten novel that needs attention.
I got to
thinking about the days when I worked for a living. Long hours and no skiving.
I put in anything up to 55 hours a week. True, I was well paid, but the working
week was just that; work.
What would
happen if I translated that level of industry to novel writing?
I’ve never
actually timed it, but I guess a day’s work now amounts to less than three
hours of actual work; the rest is smoke. The missus will say, “Have you seen
what the government’s done to (choose
some contentious theme)” and I will respond, “Leave me alone, I’m busy.”
Yes I’m busy all right; busy playing Marble Lines on Facebook.
Suppose then, I
apply the principles of the workplace to novel writing. I did some rough
calculations. I timed myself producing 1,000 words, and it came to 40 minutes.
It’s about right, my typing speed is about 25-35 wpm. So in an hour, I should
produce 1500 words. Let’s call the standard working day eight hours. 8 x 1500=12,000. That is the number of words
I should produce in a working day. If I then multiply that by seven (no day off for a wicked idler like me)
then I should produce 84,000 words in that week. For a cosy whodunit, like my
Sanford 3rd Age Club Mysteries, that is a full book. For a major work such as
The Handshaker (100,000 words) it needs only two more days work to complete it.
I’m not stupid…
well I am. Only an idiot would tackle something like this. But I’m not foolish
enough to think that I can have a completed novel in a week. I do believe I can
get a workable first draft. I also know enough about myself to realise that I won’t
put in eight hours of solid graft every day. Even when I worked for an
employer, I took smoke breaks, coffee breaks, and bone idleness breaks. So I’ve
decided to be generous with my targets. Over the seven days, I want to produce
a working first draft of 60-70,000 words. That is 10,000 words per day.
I said earlier
that this is not simply an academic exercise. The finished product will, at
some stage, go to Crooked Cat Books,
those lovely people who publish my work and that of Lorraine’s alter-ego Frances di Plino.
Can I do it?
Why not follow
me and find out? As well as producing the novel, I’ll be blogging my progress
at http://novelinaweek.blogspot.co.uk/
Find out more about
David and his published novels on his website: http://www.dwrob.com/
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