On Sunday afternoon, I sat down to finally start my Nanowrimo 2011.
For those who don’t know, Nanowrimo stands for National Novel Writing Month – it’s November of every year and you can find more info here. Basically, you write 50,000 words in the month of November, and it’s a great bonding experience (if you can find someone else who’s doing it), and fun, and you feel so accomplished at the end.
But this year has just been kind of crazy. We were busy every evening last week, and then I was in Lodi for Liz’s wedding Friday and Saturday. And in the past years that I’ve done it (2003, 2006, 2010), I’ve written during the day, while at work – well, last year I was working backstage, so I did a lot of writing in the dark with a flashlight during the show – and right now, work is really busy so I can’t fall back on that.
So Sunday was the first day that I could begin this year’s novel. I had an idea for it and everything. I was ready.
But then I started writing…got through 500 words…just 7500 more to go to catch up with my projected word count for Nov 6th…and I thought, There are so many other things I want to be doing right now. Books to read and time to spend with Drew and I have to bake a cake tonight. And this weekend is our 2-year anniversary, and I want to be able to relax and have fun and not be feeling guilty the whole time that I’m not writing.
So I decided: not this year. Which is weird, because I haven’t actually ever quit once I’ve started. I feel weird about it. And like I have to defend my decision. But whatever.
There are some other word-related activities I want to get done this month:
- Blog more often (I still have a Sleep No More blog post to write…right?).
- Submit to the paper again.
- Work on that musical that Jonathan and I keep saying we’re going to write.
And if I do all that, I guess I don’t have to feel guilty about quitting Nanowrimo. So…I should get on that.
I mean, right after this game of Super Scrabble.