As if my life wasn't hectic enough, I ludicrously decided to enlist in Nanowrimo, or National Novel Writing Month, where you commit to writing a 50,000-word novel in the month of November. I thought this would be a great way to jumpstart the idea that has been percolating at the back of my mind for a couple of years now to write a novel. After all, what drives output more effectively than a looming deadline, even if it's an incredibly daunting 30-day one?

Okay, 8 days down and my word count is 5,319/50,000 or a freakin' ten percent! And here I am writing on this blog instead of adding precious words to my novel! I am about ready to throw in the towel when I suddenly get this galvanizing and funny-as-heck email from Chris Baty, the brainchild of this insanity, that warns the wrimos to not get discouraged by the Wall of Week Two. Wall of week two?!?! I think I hit it back in day three. However, this email is the shot in the arm I needed.

So off I go, with rejuvenated passion to continue on the fight (and it is a fight to try to come up with however many ways to say "she stated.") I will try my darnedest best to finish this incredibly mediocre manuscript that will never see the light of publishing day, just to be able to proudly proclaim... on November 30... that I came, I saw, I wrimo'd!

And then it's time for the Nano Thank God It's Over party!

Vangie Fuhrman got cold on 11.08.2004 8:30 PM. |