How absolutely frightening. I’ve signed up for NaNoWriMo again this year, only my second year attempting this mountain of a challenge. Last year I signed up but only made it to about 12,000+ words. I don’t even remember if I wrote them all that month, some of them may have come from the scribbles in my notebook from the previous month. But I had told myself to start with that I wasn’t trying to go the traditional route with it, I had only wanted to get my novel jump started.
The Goal: Well, this year I am still working on that same novel and have set myself the goal of twice as many words as last year which will put me at 25,000 words-ish. A modest goal know, but a huge jump for me if I manage it. At 25,000 words, that means I would have to write 833 words per day. At the time of this post, I have written less than 250 words per week for the last two months. So, nowhere to go but up, right? Write.
The Obstacles: Self doubt and procrastination. What is it about procrastination? I understand self-doubt and where it comes from but what is this horrible and frustrating thing that drags me down and makes me feel so very guilty? I have recently switched over to working at night and that has left me hours upon hours of free time and yet, Netflix, the internet, my manicure, my sleeping dog and countless other ridiculous things attract my mag-pie-like attention span. I can’t even blame it on my schedule or the repairs around the house because despite those things, I still have hours of time to crank out pages upon pages, but do I have a massive digital file of new work? Never! I do however have a much wider knowledge of documentaries and B-movies and who doesn’t strive for that.
If you too are working on a novel and have signed up for NaNoWriMo, add me, VirginiaGirl, to your buddy list and we’ll see if we can’t hit our goals this year. What have we got to lose? Absolutely nothing. Well, except for an overwhelming sense of failure crashing down on us. What do we have to gain? Progress. Progress towards that elusive finished manuscript, even if we don’t manage to finish it by the end of November. And camaraderie. Because you will be attempting to pour your imagination onto paper or into digital bits the same as thousands of people around the world.
So join me or stop by to say hello. I promise I’ll say hello back. Even if I have to stop cussing at my own wayward characters to do so.