NaNoWriMo 2015 – Yes, I have officially lost my very last marble.
Here’s me, the woman who can’t even finish a short story and I signed up for NaNoWriMo this year. Nuts, nuts, nuts. If you don’t know what NaNoWriMo is, it’s otherwise known as National Novel Writing Month. It’s that time of the year in November where you sit down and write a 50k book over the course of 30 days, you know, as one normally does. Yes, it’s as crazy as it sounds. I know it bonkers and there is no hope for success but other than that – why the hell not. NaNo is not really meant as a means of getting a polished draft out, it’s meant as a fun, zany communal challenge.
Till now, I’ve never officially participated even though I’ve known about NaNoWriMo almost since it began and that’s many, many moons ago. I’ve always wanted to be a writer, so I hung around writerly types and interweb spaces. Through these wordly grapevines, you hear things. I did casually dip my toe in without telling anyone every few years but never got out of the verbal paddling pool so to speak. If you don’t know me by now, I have major anxiety-driven writer’s block. It’s not a block as such, it’s the freakin Wall Of China. I’ve been trying over the last few months to chip away at this problem with varied success.
NaNoWriMo 2015 will be yet another attempt to smash through my own personal writing issues. I wish it came to me as easily as others, Many would even ask, “Jeez lady, you’re 37, why bother? It’s obviously not your thing, just give it up already!” I know, I know, I say this to myself ALL the time. Yet I keep coming back to it again and again. Maybe writing is my Everest. I will conquer it, even if it’s just so I can say I finally did it and then walk away.
So gird your loins fellow writers! The hour approaches and the gargantuan word count looms. 🙂