Every time I decide I’m going to buckle down and tackle the insane challenge of writing 50,000 words during National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) in November, something goes wrong.
In my performing days, November was the month for getting ready for a holiday show. Extra rehearsals, memorizing music, and practicing choreography hardly left me with any time to write 1,600+ words a day.
The last time I tried I got bored with my novel, and then ran into a technology snafu that ate half of the words I had written, never to be seen again.
This year, I thought I had it made. Work, which had been manic, had slowed down, preparing for a steady trot to the end of the year. I planned to take my remaining days off to write.
Fate took one look at my plans and decided to throw in a large project with a tight deadline and a trip to the American College of Rheumatology annual meeting in San Diego.
Well, that’s what I get for having a challenging and demanding career! Two of them, technically, if you count writing. So go ahead, fate, throw the kitchen sink at me! I’ll do it anyway!
My plan this year was to be what NaNoWriMo calls a “rebel,” someone who, instead of starting a brand new project for the month of November, instead either writes on an existing novel (my plan) or writes 50,000 words of something else, like poetry, or short stories, or filk.
I’ll be happy with any boost in my productivity. Anything I write over my usual goal of 250 words a day is gravy…gravy made of sweet, sweet words. I may not blog between now and then. If not, I’ll see you on the other side!
Anyone else out there taking on NaNoWriMo? Throw some encouragement my way, and I’ll do the same for you!