Well, NaNo-ers, how goes it? Have your characters run away with the story yet? Has your hero plunked you in the Pits of Despair and refuses to rescue you?
I’m in complete awe of you guys. I think you’re total nutcases, but I’m still in awe, kind of in the same way I watch snowboarders doing flips and tricks and think, “Wow, that would be cool, but I’d totally kill myself.” Or, at least, I assume so, given that I can trip over an imaginary line on the floor multiple times a day.
With NaNo I don’t even have to assume…I know. I tried it four years in a row. I’d be armed with my plot, my character notes, my maps, and the first two days of November, everything would go swimmingly. Then…BAM.
It was like Gru from Despicable Me broke into my office, yelling, “FREEZE RAY!” and shot me with that annoying invention.
Every time I sat at the computer, my mind would go blank, my right eyelid began to twitch (yep, I have a stress tic), my fingers developed arthritis, and I got a sudden urge to organize the coat closet.
I tried keeping my rear in the chair. I tried every writer’s-block-busting trick in the book, and some outside of it. The words simply would not come. After a while, the words per day I’d have to write to win NaNo became ridiculously impossible, and I gave up. I eventually discovered that NaNo, for some reason, just didn’t work for me. I became a turtle who slowly, ploddingly wrote most days and finished a novel in a year or two. I could even give myself wordcount goals and deadlines any other time of the year, and (if life was reasonably sane) accomplish them.
So I remain in awe of you, NaNo-ers. You guys are crazy and amazing. You can keep your insane month, but you inspire me nonetheless.
Now go write! 🙂