Even with huge topics hovering overhead like Election Day tomorrow and Superstorm Sandy continuing to affect lives… it’s NaNoWriMo! Must talk. Must write.
I’ve lost track. Is this my fourth WriMo adventure? Of course, I could easily check the website, but I want to stretch my brain cells to remember how many times I’ve participated. Ah. Counting my NaNo novels: there was the unicorn story, the disappearing town story, and the logging story. Yep. My fourth time in. My difficulty in remembering is that outside of Novembers, I’ve written other stories or story starts; also, there have been family health issues, and our house getting smashed by falling trees seventeen months ago, and then there was my “I’ll never write another word in my entire life and I don’t even care, pthhhhhhh” period. Just a few normal bumps in the life of a writer.
I first heard about the National Novel Writing Month challenge (NaNoWriMo for short, or NaNo, or WriMo) when friends participated in it in 2000, its second year. The goal is to write 50,000 words on a new novel from November 1 to November 30, or 1,667 words per day. I “won” two years, which means I made the word count to 50K by the end of the month. NaNoWriMo is all about first draft vomit, but finishing a story is necessary in order to get those words down for a “completed” novel. NaNoWriMo gives your story idea a good start or with the rough draft completed, to drive that ugly thing on over to Revision Land a few dozen times.
This year, my NaNo attitude is different. Even though my critique group takes off during November from subs and critiques in order to write-write-write, I come into NaNo not feeling the pressure to be a winner. This year, my participation is all about giving me a kick in my “I don’t care” backside to write. For the record, my first two days were GREAT, and I exceeded the daily goal. But November 3 and 4, I was so time-crunched that I couldn’t write a single word on my new novel. I have some time to write today. In the back of my little writer’s brain, I have that safeguard that I came into November not to be a NaNoWriMo winner but to seriously make time to write. Or, as BIW (Book-in-a-Week) says: HOK BIC TAM (hands on keyboard, butt in chair, typing away madly).
I doubt I’ll make up those missed days to write 5,000 words by check-in tonight, but after I post this… IT’S NaNoWriMo TIME!
Good luck to you hundreds of thousands also participating.