So, life being what it is, I’m about 10,000 words behind and there is only a week left of November. I don’t think I’m going to make it, but I’m pretty happy about how far I got in my first attempt.
Maybe next year I’ll get a little farther.
Maybe I’ll even make it all the way to the end.
Who knows – stranger things have happened.
I want to apologize in advance for how short this post is going to be. I have been writing so much for NaNoWriMo and working so much for the holiday season that I don’t seem to have any energy left today.
So, here’s a picture from my drive home in beautiful West Virginia.
I’m going to go take a nap now.
November is known as National Novel Writing Month. Participants agree to write a 50,000-word novel in 30 days. By agree, I mean they make an agreement with themselves that they won’t make excuses for why they can’t write, and will just write. This year, I decided to sign up and this is my first week’s progress.
I have found this experience to be revealing. I have always been an inspiration based writer – as in, I only wrote when I was inspired to do so. Having such a large goal to reach in such a short time has made it necessary for me to write every single day, whether I am inspired to or not.
I am now on a 7-day writing streak. I am super proud of myself for not making excuses for why I can’t write and just getting to it already. Yesterday, I didn’t make my daily goal, but every other day I have. To keep myself on track, I wrote enough today to make up for my lack yesterday and to reach todays daily goal.
My writing may never be seen by anyone else, but the act of simply putting my thoughts on paper is a freeing experience. I’m glad I chose to participate.