It’s that time of year again. The first of November marks that day on the calendar when hundreds of thousands of writers around the globe vow that this year will be different. This will be the year when they will ‘win’. This will be the year that they will bash out 50,000 words in a month. This will be their year of NaNoWriMo.
This is my third attempt at NaNo. I have never won. I am okay with that. Each time I’ve done it in the past, I’ve walked away with about 15,000 words and a good idea. Both of those ideas have become full manuscripts in the fullness of time. One will be published next year. One will (hopefully) be published in the future.
I look at it this way: even if I only finish with 15,000 words, they’re 15,000 words that I didn’t have on October 31. It is a great starting point, no matter which way you look at it.
This year, I am trying something new. Children’s fiction. It’s a whole new world for me and will no doubt be a steep learning curve. It’s seriously good fun though. So far. Talk to me about in on November 17.
Mr8 is also writing a book (those are his words in the picture – he puts as much effort into those little swords that mark scene breaks as he does into the story). I love that we can sit down together and discuss our work. He knows nothing of NaNoWriMo, or winning or whathaveyou. He just really loves to write.
We could probably all take a leaf out of that book.