So yes, it's day 19 of NaNoWriMo, and not only am I still hitting my word count, I've finally reached that moment where the only thing stopping me from finishing this novel is my own desire to get it right, to take my time and to allow my characters time to fulfill their potential. So yes, I've hit that eureka moment, where my novel is all planned in my head and all it needs is for me to give it the time to write it.
Now that might sound like a daft thing to say, but whilst I always start a novel with a firm ending in mind, I am without doubt, the ultimate 'pantser' (that means I don't plan my novels, I let them evolve as I write them and it gives them a richness I couldn't achieve otherwise and does away with my whole hatred of planning almost anything). The advantage of writing historical fiction is that the ending is always known but the joy is how I get my characters to that ending, and whilst it might be a strange thing to say, not all of my characters behave as they should do. Oh no, there can be some right little feisty devils who play havoc with my storylines and write themselves into some fair old pickles.
My idea of planning is working out who everyone was, how they were related, how they might have been related and what that means their ambitions in life might have been. So few details survive from the Anglo-Saxon period that even this can be very difficult, and this period lends itself very well to people only gaining in importance at a later date. This means I have to know what will happen to characters in their future, even if it falls outside events that will happen in my novels, because as well as being a 'pantser' when I write, I also am when I plan my novels. As well as the joyous eureka moment, I also tend to suffer with 'what will I write next' moments, and this can mean that half-way through a novel, I'll suddenly decide on a side story for one of the characters in my current novel, or even a side-story for a character from an old book. I start each year with a list of what I hope to accomplish in my writing life, but that doesn't always happen.
So yes, 11 days to go, 12k words to go, and I must hurry, for I still need to completely reedit Ealdorman for delivery to the publisher at the end of the month! Crumbs.