Okay, now I'm getting closer to the finish line, it think it's time to slowly down a little and take stock of the story so far. Truth be told, I didn't think I'd get this far, while I've always enjoyed writing, of late I found it difficult. This would explain why I've not turned out a story in well...years. I think it's the old internal editor that they talk so much about on the nanowrimo site. Yes I think he is always looking over my shoulder and nagging me, but with the 30 day deadline, I can't afford to listen to him.
With this out of the way the words just come, and the strange thing is that they do just come, there isn't a conscious effort, well at least not much of one. The story just seems to be writing it's self. This is why the details of the story as it's been written now are very different from the way I saw it in my head when I started. The overall plot hasn't changed but the details have. I don't know (and will never know) if the version in my head would have been better, but then if I wrote that it would change to.
Now I know I written some absolute rubbish but that's fine, because I think, that in this rubbish there are some bits that I think are gems.
The story as it's been written, particularly the early bits a very non-liner in time. I didn't start out with that in mind, despite the fact that I think the style of writing can be very effective. No the non-linerness came from the fact I didn't have detailed plan when I started so events that happen close together on the page, didn't happen close together in the time line of the story.
This did cause me a few problems which I've had to write my way out of, but if necessity is the mother of invention, then the bits I wrote to get out of the corners are it's children.
And for the most part I'm proud of those children.