I’m considering something I’ve always said I would never do: participate in NaNoWriMo.
Understand, I see NaNoWriMo as a thing for people who aren’t really serious about writing, but are dabblers. But that’s not only pretty stupidly elitist, it’s also dickish, since what am I but a dabbler? I have only a few finished stories and a shit-ton of ideas for more. Three chapters does not a novel make.
So I think I shall use NaNoWriMo to motivate myself to finish the current work in progress. Which means I’ve got about 95000 words to write between now and November 30th.
As a side effect, I will also be trying to post minimum three posts a week; more if I can.
Let’s go.
I hemmed and hawed about NaNo, but in the end I suspect it’ll all just end in about 5 thousand words worth of tears. It looks fun tho.
NaNo amounted to very little for me in the end.
Well, I figured as I barely get to barf out 500 words a *week* I’d never get anywhere…it was just as well, because everyone in my house was sick. I wouldn’t have gotten jack written.
We’ll get there.