The first half of November has already passed; I’m far from finishing Amberlee’s story. And being me — and if you’ve met me you’d know this to be undeniable — I just don’t know how to move on.
Since the story of Amberlee happens in the hospital, I got stuck at the medical and legal procedures during a pediatric procedure, and I’m only at the Emergency Room scene. Then there’s the series of tests the kid has to go through to diagnose her mysterious illness. In addition, the real mystery happens in the Obstetrics ward, which I haven’t even got to writing yet. There're so many details I need to clarify; I don’t think I’d be able to finish this story this month alone.
This, I realized after writing down two-thousand-plus-words in Google docs.
Of course, that’s the challenge here.
I spoke to my friend, Nurse Betty — yes, I have a friend who’s a nurse and is named Betty but has no relation to the Rene Zellweger movie — and although she is currently an E.R. nurse, she is still new at this and have not experienced having to call Child Protective Services (CPS) on someone, which was a bummer for me since that’s a big part of the opening. In the current version, I had forgone this detail precisely because I don’t know how CPS actually operates. I don’t think we had that back home, definitely not when I was a child, and I have no reason to be in contact with them here in California.
At some point, I told myself — to heck with it! But, as I’ve mentioned, I can’t let it go. I can’t give you an half-ass job. That’s now how Yankumi taught me to be (if you haven’t seen Gokusen the anime or J-drama, or read the manga — you should, it’s awesome!).
Tomorrow I’m going to feed another nurse friend of mine in exchange for information. Not so unfortunate, but her name isn’t Jackie. That would have been awesome, though. She’s more tenured in the nursing side of things. Hopefully, I get some answers that would get me to writing up to the end of the second act. That’s something I thought right this second — dividing the damn thing into three acts. And here I thought I’m done with the plotting and outlining.
That said, I don’t have the attention, nor the time it seems, to work on NaNoWriMo. December will be dedicated to Takatak again, so ixnay on a novel before the year ends. Hopefully, January will prove more flexible and productive for plotting and outlining chapters and scenes.
Come to think of it, I haven’t even decided on which novel to write. I have, like, a hundred different stories up there. In diversely different genres too. Sucks to be working full time and having barely and ample time to write. But that’s not an excuse. I should write, wherever and whenever. Hitting my 500-word quota.
Yes, 500 words exactly.