I Survived Week One of Nanowrimo

Nanowrimo Day 8

Current word count: 12,180

The first week of National Novel Writing Month is in the bag, and somehow I am still alive and still writing.

I knew it would be a challenge, making time for everything I have committed to this month. So I’m not surprised I’m already showing some frays at the edges. I will probably have to hold it together by shear force of will by the end. I feel as thought I should apologize to my friends and family while I still have the mental awareness.

Sorry in advance if I neglect, avoid, and/or yell at you over the next three weeks. Please forgive me when I morph into a sobbing pile of hormones and emotion. Over and over again.

The writing is going all right, though. Time constraints as they are, I have still found time to write at least a few hundred words each day, and it hadn’t been too difficult. I’m not all that engaged with my story, but I don’t passionately hate it like I have some years. When I do write, it’s not a struggle. I don’t dread the actual act of writing, just the trying to find the time.

It’s a strange NaNo for me. And perhaps it will get worse (or better) as the month wears on. Mostly, though, I’m just going through the motions of being a writer. I don’t have the time or brain power to fully commit to it, but as long as I work on my writing practice, I will still have a novel to show for it at the end.

And I wouldn’t miss hanging out with my writing family this much for the world. The write-ins have been fun, the kickoffs were insane and awesome, the chatroom is hopping, and I have a ton of newbies who seem like amazing folks that I hope will join the family when it’s all over.

I have pep talks to write, events to RSVP for, forum posts to keep updated, and words to write so I don’t shame myself in front of my region, on top of homework assignments for my last editing class and an editing internship, but it’s all a fun kind of busy.

Sara is a Kansas-grown author of the fantasy and horror persuasions. She is convinced that fantastical things are waiting for her just around the corner, and until she finds the right corner, she writes about those things instead.


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