Call Me Crazy… Why I decided to do NaNoWriMo This Year
But on Thursday night at 11:20, I decided to commit to NaNoWriMo, or in plain English – National Novel Writing Month where you complete a 50,000 word novel in thirty days. The start date was November first, so forty minutes was plenty of time to make a this-might-flip-your-world-on-its-head decision. Like my friend Dan says, my volume knob only has two numbers: 0 and 11. Yes, yes, it is all or nothing with me, and in this case I’m cranked all the way up blowing the glass out of windows.
This last summer I set a goal to have the first draft of my novel done by May. I thought that was more than reasonable until NaNo came along. Why wait until May when you can have a Dick and Jane draft of your novel done in a month?! It would be absurd to drag this out for seven more months, right? Crazy to schedule my writing time around stuff like my friend’s baby christening, oil changes, and grocery shopping. I don’t see a setting for Slow And Steady on my knob. I mean really, who wants to ease into it when you can slam down a novel in a month? Not I, Cow Pie! Where’s the gas pedal on this thing?
And here I am staring down day four and wondering if this was the best idea or not. As I’ve locked myself away in my one room apartment to commune with the fiction gods, that baby christening is starting to look awfully appealing. Probably because I’ve tackled a chapter written from my villain’s perspective and while hanging out with him always guarantees an increased heart rate, hanging out with him for this long has made me a little… cynical. Or I’ve developed another personality to deal with his psychosis. The jury is still out, but I plan to keep you posted as the month progresses.
Only 42,567 more words to go!