I mentioned at one point that it would be great to get a bunch of big projects behind me at work and at the hangar and at home so that I could spend November slaving away at the keyboard being creative with a NaNoWriMo project.
(For those not familiar with NaNoWriMo, it’s the National Novel Writing Month – in brief, slap 50,000+ words onto the screen as a “zeroth” draft of a novel. It’s not pretty, it’s not even a first draft, it’s simply an exercise in Just – Keep – Putting – Words – TOGETHER! and seeing what comes out the other side. I’ve done it three or four times, but being incredibly self centered and foolish open about my process I’ve put my work up here on this site – just do a search to see some of the crap I’ve inflicted on my loyal readers in the past. Actually, that might not be totally true – while being “zeroth” drafts, at least two of them had stories that I actually thought were pretty good if I ever managed to get past the NaNoWriMo stage, finish them, and then start editing.)
I also mentioned that while doing NaNoWriMo I would like to start running and training for a marathon again. (The two projects share a great number of similarities.)
Needless to say, the big projects at work were replaced with other big projects at work, everyone at the hangar is still pissed with me because I’m so hopelessly behind on the older big projects as well as the current big projects, and I’m still unpacking at home from the move that consumed my life from February until May, so there’s no NaNoWriMo for 2018. And there’s no running right now either.
Just me mired in projects like I’m in quicksand up to my chin, watching things I’m passionate about going zipping by like fighter jets doing low-level strafing runs through the Valley of Happiness.
See? Wordsmithing like that is why I should be doing NaNoWriMo. There’s still time, after all. I only need to do 17,000 words a day for three days…
