Tonight is the final day of writing madness, and I have to admit I did not reach the 50k goal. After getting over 20k, I started to realize my home life was suffering. (That, and the words were utter s**t, for lack of a better word.)
Even though there is a lot of support during Nano, I find I rarely am able to just sit down and regurgitate the words from my imagination. WriYe, a separate yet intense writing challenge, is more suited to my style. Basically, it’s a yearly challenge to write a certain amount of words (you choose).
This coming year, 2014, I want to participate.
I have two plot bunnies begging to be written, and I have devised my personal 90k words in 90 days challenge. These 90 days include planning, writing, and editing. The first challenge begins…tomorrow. I have the bunny illustrated briefly and I know the basics about it.
It looks like I will be very busy for the next 6 months! (I will continue to do weekly updates on what I’m doing, my progress (or lack thereof), and what I should be doing each week - kind of like those applications to track pregnancy by week.)
Man, being a mom is hard. I’m not really a single mom (until the nighttime) because my significant other helps out a ton and for simplicity sake we call him Dad, but all those times he’s not here, the pressure is overwhelming. I feel like at any point I am going to crack - then realize my whole life and all the effort I put into it is simply an illusion. I worry I’m not good enough, that I’m not really happy, that I’m not doing enough. And, quite frankly, it’s bullshit. I AM enough. My son loves me simply because I am me, and I’m his mom. He loves my butterfly kisses and nighttime snuggles because they’re from the woman who birthed him and put him first always. So, why do I still feel this way? What do I feel is so fundamentally broken about me that I can’t let go and love myself?
That, my friends, is my million dollar question.
I thought the NaNo slump wasn’t supposed to happen until about 20,000 words. I have significantly less than that. Who knew having a four month old wouldn’t be conducive to writing a novel?
Well, I’ve only finished introducing the characters, and now they need to interact with each other. I suppose that now would be a good time to start thinking about a plot.
So, currently I have 7,625 words.
My goal by time I drift off to sleep is 10,000 words. We’ll see. I like to aim ridiculously high.
Well, NaNoers, day two is officially over for us on the US west coast. I have logged 4,866 words at just before midnight. The night is not over for me, and my goal before bedtime is 7,000 words.
Where I am in the novel. Okay, it’s not pretty. I’m still introducing main characters. After the pleasantries (or not so pleasantries), I have NO idea what to write next. I’m relying on my characters to guide me through this thing.
My goal before I went to sleep was 2,000 words. I was 166 words shy of that goal when my child cried to be cuddled. Baby wins this round.
He woke me up early (to eat), but I took it as a sign to squeeze in an extra hour of intensive writing time. I am averaging almost 2,000 words per hour, and I’m hoping to keep this momentum.
I currently have 2,660 words, and my goal before bed tonight is 5,000 words. Pretty snazzy for pantsing it this year!
Like I said in my other post, each year, I allot one week to plan a NaNo novel. Well, this year, not so much. Turns out, having an infant really wipes me out!
NaNo begins in T minus 10 hours. (Actually, 9 hours and 36 minutes, but who’s counting?) This year will definitely be filed under the category of “panting,” and my goal this year is just to finish. My significant other is participating too, which is a great motivator to get off my butt and actually write. After all, I’m the seasoned NaNo-er, and this is his first time. I have to prove myself in this!
Okay, guys, lots of updates this month!
On a side note, who allowed it to be a week before November? Wasn’t it February a few weeks ago??
So, if you don’t know, NaNo is short for NaNoWriMo, which means national novel writing month. Basically, it’s an entire month where a bunch (millions) of crazed, over-caffeinated novelists sit and write a novel. Now to win, the minimum word count is 50,000 words, but don’t get discouraged. It’s not as many words as you think. Take “Of Mice and Men” by Steinbeck. That’s about the target word count. So there are 30 days in November, so that means a little more than 1,500 words per day - not that scary anymore, huh?
Well, each year, I allot myself ONE WEEK to prepare for this frenzy. I have a vague idea of what I want to write, but I don’t have the details in focus yet. Over the course of the next seven days, I will take a story concept and turn it into a working plot outline complete with character sketches. The basis behind giving myself only a week to prepare is so I don’t get caught up in the planning and lose sight of the writing - as that happens all too often for me.
During this week, I will also draft a writing schedule. It’s a tentative schedule for the first week, and at the end, I will review and make changes. Obviously, my biggest conflict is my four month old son. He tends to get most of my attention. I’m not expecting this NaNo novel to be anything close to a work of art, but it’ll be 50,000 words in a Word document and that’s what counts. Even though it’ll be leaving more to be desired, I am intending this NaNo to be a lot of fun.
foshoitsnikki asked: I saw what you said and I'm just in awe. The fact that I'm an inspiration to a mother, someone who is strong enough to care for another human being is amazing. Thank you so much and I hope you and your son get away from that because you're a strong woman and no one deserves that. Single mothers doing what's right are an inspiration to me. You're a strong, beautiful woman. Keep going through that because you're awesome.
Maybe it’s just hormones out of whack, but your message really hit home for me. I don’t see myself as doing anything inspirational. I feel like I’m doing what millions of other single moms do - get through the day and work on the next. Your words are very kind. I hope you know that you are just as amazing and beautiful, and you positively affect many people each day just by posting something. You have a sweet soul, and I hope nobody takes that away from you. The world needs more gentle people.