UPDATED: 9:09pm, November 29
There’s a few of us still at the studio writing away, our bellies full of pizza and the sound of pouring rain outside the window. Chad still has his class going in the back room and every so often we can hear a big group laugh. My eyes are burning and my fingers feel like they are some separate creatures walking their way through unknown world.
But my friends, they can go where they like now because I AM OFFICIALLY A NANOWRIMO WINNER. I tapped out the evening with 50,035 words, an extra few just to make sure I didn’t have to squeak by. I imagine this is how marathon runners must feel; awed by their own accomplishments, amazed they could have the commitment necessary to reach their goal.
But once you pass the finish line, you do start to wonder, now what?
I don’t know what the answer is for runners. But for novelists who have finally achieved a big chunk of writing, the answer is easy. Tomorrow morning I’ll do the same thing I have done for the past 29 mornings. I’ll get my tea, fire up my laptop, settle the dog and crank out another thousand or so words before I let my day start in earnest.
Many thanks to those of you who wished me well and especially, to all our StoryStudio writers who are slogging away to their own NaNoWrimo Finish Line. Congratulations to us all!
POSTED EARLIER THIS MORNING…
I have already reached a personal best but tonight, I’m going for much, much more. I want to WIN!
At the NaNoWrimo Write-In Tonight (November 29) I intend to hit the magical number of 50,000 words on the worst novel ever written and then, as a long-awaited prize, will proceed to gorge on greasy pizza and Diet Coke. Of course, that type of celebrating will make my tummy miserable, but really, small price to pay to announce to the world that I am a NaNoWrimo Winner.
As I fire up my computer this morning, I have 45,002 words written. In the course of writing this “novel,” I have changed POV, started over twice, rewritten scenes, found new characters, changed a major focus, potentially found my story, and haven’t even hit a climax yet. There’s been a lot of chatter out there this year that writing a novel in a month is a ridiculous waste of time and that if you can’t write a novel the “right” way, then why bother at all.
I think these naysayers are just having a bad day and have forgotten that writing–creating art in any form–is supposed to give us pleasure. We all know how difficult it is so why not celebrate the aspects of art that can be silly and fun and freeing.
For me, I probably won’t use any of what I wrote this month. But I have a pretty good laptop setup now in a corner of the living room. I have a nice routine of writing for an hour and a half each morning before I get to work. My puppy is trained to lie on her bed right next me (priceless!). I’ve spent many minutes in the shower trying to remember my flashes of brilliance. And I’ve enjoyed the challenge.
I know I’ll make it this year because I’m so close and so determined. The question is how long I can keep the spirit of NaNoWrimo and remember to be silly every now and then and stop sweating every sentence.
These are things I can worry about on December 1 because for now, I’ve got a few thousand words to kick out.
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