I’ve tried NaBloPoMo (posting every day for the 30 days of November) before. I usually give up within the first week. It’s never that I can’t do it, run out of things to write about. I get lazy. It’s easier to give up, blame time. It’s never time that makes me not complete the challenge of writing every day for 30 days, though. It’s just me.
I’m giving it a whirl this year and am serious about it. But I’ve decided to also have fun with it. When I feel like I’m on the verge of quitting, for whatever reason (it’ll happen), I’ll remind myself that it’s supposed to be fun. Here’s to hoping that’ll actually work.
Just to make things really fun, though, I’m also doing NaNoWriMo (creating a possibly, likely shitty first draft of a novel in 30 days) because what’s the point of stressing only a little bit?
I’m changing tactics a bit this year in order to do either, though. I’m approaching it without stressing. Both are something I WANT to do. So, I”m just going to, well, do them. In years past, I’ve started the challenge because others were doing it and I wanted to be a part of it but I never did it because it was something I wanted to do, for myself. This year I’ll admit to still wanting to be a part of the finishing crowd, but it’s more personal; that’s not the first reason or the ultimate goal. And I’m in a space where I absolutely believe in myself and simply want to enjoy it. If the result is 30 days of writing here and on my first novel, then yay.
Say yay with me. I’m about to give you 30 days of me and you didn’t even buy me dinner first. I hate being so easy; sets a bad precedent.