Alright, so NaNoWriMo kind of crept up on me this year. With everything else that’s been going on in my life, it’s like “who the fuck cares about a little writing competition?! You have real life shit to worry about, woman”. But then I realise that I’ve been in this limbo since September, and while I’ve gone nowhere, be it personally or creatively, the world has continued to turn. Like a recent fortune cookie said to me: “Time waits for no man”.
Therefore, I have no choice but to throw myself head-first into the NaNo challenge this year.
I still have a book that remains unfinished. That chapter needs to be closed before I can move onto the other stories I have yet to write.
My 50,000 words will be new scenes built around the existing template, working towards the goal of having a completed final draft by the end of November, regardless of what else is happening in my life.
Here’s page 1 of my (currently 14-page) plan:
But, in essence, it outlines my mental state for the remainder of this month. Basically, from Monday to Friday, I’ll be freaking the hell out (by waking up at 5am and working 2.5 hours before ‘work’ each day*), and then at the weekends – based on the success of the week – I will be rejoicing at my success or descending into a pit of despair.
I have recently learned that if I do not set myself definite and constant goals, I quickly fall off the wagon. After speaking with Muse, it has also been decided that I shouldn’t be drinking for my writing this month. That’s going to be a spectacle in itself since I’m hoping to get all my writing done by 7AM, and if I’m drinking by 7AM, surely that’s grounds for committal?! But anyway, that’s another goal I have to look forward to.
I am hoping that NaNo this year will be the push I need to force myself back into a workable routine.
I would like to take the opportunity to wish everyone taking part in NaNoWriMo 2011 the very best of luck, and I hope to see you victorious on the other side!
* I tried this approach for 2009’s NaNo, with mixed results: some mornings I was up with the lark, others I just cried myself back to sleep.