Ideally, I would have started this a while ago. Then I could have tracked my progress and it all would have been very impressive. That didn’t happen.
So here is where I am:
One project is a YA novel. It was the first project I started. It was once a glorious 67K and now it is a sad, wimpy 61K because I overwrite like whoa and I also had to chop a bunch of scenes.
Another project is another YA novel. It is my NaNaWrimo brain child love. It is currently 57K, a whole 7K over where it was on the last day of November 2012, when I believe it was 50,007 (I meet, but do not exceed, expectations).
Lastly, I have a project that I am working on for a “Novel in a Year” class that I’m taking. It is not YA and I am not finding it nearly as warm or lovable as my YA books. I think that is because I don’t really like adults. As a class of people, not as individuals. When adult characters get nervous or insecure, I just want to kick them in the shins and tell them to stop whining. When YA characters get nervous or insecure…well, I still want to tell them to stop whining but I also feel bad for them so I don’t want to kick their shins. Also, non-YA books are too long. AKA, my draft is too short. Sigh.