My friend Natasha Deen is a terrific writer who is also participating in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). This is an annual contest where over 300,000 writers from around the World must write a 50,000 words novel within the 30 days of November. It’s like a marathon: cross the 50,000 word finish line and you win.
This morning, Natasha posted: Day seven of NaNoWriMo and in order to reach my 1667 words/day, I’m tempted to start writing sentences like: She was sad, depressed really. Actually, she was despondent, very, very, very, very, very, very, very despondent…
I replied: That’s a really, really, really, really, good idea. In fact, I am tempted to say that again… that’s a really, really, really… 🙂
Holy Hannah, is 50,000 words in 30 days ever a LOT! I am so behind…
If you’ve experienced me NaNoWriMo-ing before, this will sound familiar. Even the kids have heard this so often about NaNo that when I say, “I am so behind…” they are not alarmed or distressed. They just smile and nod.
One year, I still had about 10,000 words to go and only 2 days left to do it. That’s the year I got my scar: I slipped on a front walk and cracked my chin open on a concrete step. In the process, I sprained both wrists while trying to break my fall. After returning home from the hospital (6 surface stitches and 2 deep tissue), I noticed that my wrists were starting to stiffen up. I figured that if I went to bed, they would seize up entirely and I wouldn’t be able to type the next day. So I stayed up until I was done, hitting 50,002 words at about noon on the 30th.
This is a good indicator of how determined/persistent (perhaps “stubborn”) I am, but it’s still no guarantee, so I repeat: I’m so behind…really, really, really behind. 🙂 Rd