So, another update.
On Day 3, I killed it. I got sucked in and wrote for hours and made up for all the words I was behind.
But on Days 4-7, I wrote a total of maybe 150 words. Yup.
It is 8pm now - I was going to start writing at 2 this afternoon to make up for my NaNoWriMo neglect... I didn't come home until 5:30. I have not written a word, and I am about to turn on the TV for Extreme Makeover: Home Edition.
I give up.
Before you start freaking out, I have two qualifiers:
1. I am not going to stop writing my story, and I am going to continue making an intentional effort to work on it this month.
2. I will continue to write every day this month - on one thing or the other. Part of the reason I've not done any NaNoWriMo is that there are so many other things I want to write, and such a limited time to do it all in. I literally have a list of fifteen blog posts waiting to be written for this blog, plus daily entries on my Dear Stranger blog. Plus poems.
I actually consider this "failure" a great success. I am writing. I am thinking. I am doing and dreaming and encouraging others to do the same.* And I'm not going to stop any of those things.
*my friend Keri is kicking some serious NaNoWriMo butt after I challenged her to join me. I'm so proud of you, Keri!!! Keep it up!
Count this as a giant win!
ReplyDeleteI bet whoever's behind NaNoWriMo would count it as a win too ... as do I.
I'm hyper glad that you're writing. To coffee table book and beyond!! (echo: beyond, beyond ... beyond.)
hey this is great! I also count my not-even-start as a win because it means I have too much of a life, a problem I haven't had in a long time.
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