Okay, I wanna know who decided to set Nanowrimo in
the month of Thanksgiving! When we’re supposed to be preparing our homes and
our kitchens and our tables and our psycho children for an influx of loving
relatives. (Did I say psycho children? What I really meant was psycho
selves—note the plural. We’re getting a little loony over here). What about the
lead-up to Christmas? How can I possibly complete shopping prior to the holidays
if my fingers are cramped from writing so gosh awful many words?
I swear I am never, ever, ever doing Nanowrimo
again.
Well. Not unless my writing has bogged down, my
confidence has failed me and I need a massive kick in the pants to pick up a
pen or a crayon or a keyboard, whatever, to get creating again. Oh, I’m
inventive enough to worm out of facing that computer screen or ratty old
notebook, but what I really need is tale-telling, story-spinning, and if it’s
gotta be through a tortuous Novemeber marathon that leaves me scratching words
into my bedside table at midnight instead of watching the stars and listening
to the wind whispering through the flaming leaves, so be it.
Wait. Did I just talk myself into Nanowrimo? Ah well…I just wish it were during another month.
Like January. When we’re all recovering from the holidays and have nothing to
do but set outrageous, unreachable goals and then kill ourselves trying to meet
them.
That’s kind of how I am, anyway. I work best under
pressure and under some crazy plan that requires I sacrifice my sanity. When
will I learn to take life a step at a time, a bite at time, instead of trying
to choke down the whole enchilada, or alternatively, spew a whole new world of
characters and scheming across my digital canvas in a short thirty days, less
really when you consider that I can’t possibly write from Nov 25 on.
On the bright side, I am now at 33,000 words, many
of which are actually in the right order. My main character has developed into
a powerful, determined girl who just might triumph over her embittered past, with
the help of her feisty cat, Cinder, her sister-cousin Glory, and a handful of
moonlight at just the right time.
What project is ruling your life right now and how are you surviving it?
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