I’ve heard about National November Writers’ Month (NaNoWriMo) for years. I tried it last year and failed only because I didn’t get the words finished (50,000) by the end of the month. I think I only made it to a little over 19K. Here’s the thing: I’m trying again this year. That little 19K novel has grown to over 75K and is barely half-finished. I’m fully confident that I will not only finish my 50K this month, but I will also NOT finish the story by the end of this month. (Did you catch that? Yes on the 50K words, No on the end of the story.)
You see the nanowrimo story I'm writing this month is the second installment of the story i started last November. This story has the potential to be awesome. I just need to write it…
Now we get to the part I’ve come to write about: I’ve been writing (roughly) 1,667 words every day. I needed to double that yesterday (which i didn’t), and triple that today (which turns into quadruple since I failed to double yesterday). Today I sat down to write, and the words are not only not coming to me…I also have been overtaken by an overwhelming desire to take a nap…
When writing is what I want to do, the words flow. When writing is what I need to do, the desire to nap increases…
