It’s only day two of Nanowrimo, and I’ve already been derailed. I started well enough in the wee dawn hours of 1 November, but ended up distracted by work and chores. My plan to continue it that night also came to naught, this time due to sibling time doing crossword puzzles. Yes. Crossword puzzles. Apparently none of us can solve Tuesday puzzles on our own, thus the collaborative effort. We’ve never attempted Sunday.
Today I came down with a really bad sore throat that’s becoming a terrible, hollow sounding cough, and a low-grade fever. I spent most of the day sleeping or sipping tea. I feel a bit better now, though my brain refuses to function well enough to actually write complete sentences. (I’ve been spacing out more than writing this blog post, despite having stared at this screen for some time.)
I hope I can manage those 1,696 words today before the carriage turns into a pumpkin, but even if I don’t, there’s still another 28 days to go. Right?
All the Nanowrimo prep posts are making me nervous. Mostly because there’s been no prepping in this corner, and 1 November is in less than four hours here.
. . . I’m still not sure what I’m writing. I’m not sure why I’m still thinking of participating. This is either going to crash and burn spectacularly or there’s going to be word vomit in the most epic way. I won’t bet on the latter, though.
(Oh, there is an outline, kinda sorta, but it builds on other stuff that I haven’t really worked on, and the characters don’t even have names and I’m not even sure if this is going to be in third person limited.)
Will I be posting updates here? Maybe, for accountability reasons and so forth, because, hey, I suck at keeping promises to myself. I don’t think I’ll be posting excerpts, though, since I’m the kind of person who edits the heck out of her posts before hitting that ‘publish’ button and there probably won’t be enough time for edits.
So, are you attempting Nanowrimo this year? I’m still on the fence.
I’ve just checked in at the website and it says that I’ve been a member ‘for about 13 years’. Holy word count, Batman. (It could be more than 13, but they only started properly tracking in 2002, and I honestly can’t remember when I first got dragged into that insanity.) I didn’t participate in all those 13 years; I skipped more than I participated. And I’ve never won.
Yep, I’ve never hit that 50,000 word mark in the last 13 years, be it in 30 days or not.