November is NaNoWriMo month. To those of you not in the know, that stands for National Novel Writing Month; basically, you write 50k words in 30 days.
Since I’ll have just started my degree, I had decided I wasn’t going to participate this year. 1667 words a day is a big commitment and on top of everything else I’ll have going on (being a mum, stopping my house being a health hazard) I don’t know how I’d find time.
Over the past few days, though, I’ve been reconsidering this decision. I took part last year and it was hell. Sickness and other real-life problems got in the way. I struggled with keeping up sometimes and the more I got behind, the less motivated I became. I did finish, and the sense of achievement as I entered my final word-count quickly outweighed the pain. (A little like childbirth.)
If it wasn’t for NaNo, I seriously doubt that I would now have a second draft of a novel. I ‘met’ some great people through taking part, there was a real sense of camaraderie and in some masochistic way enjoyed it.
So, here I am in NaNo limbo. Do I or don’t I? I really don’t know.
I – as always – have a notebook full of ideas; one for a children’s/YA book and one for a more factual style. 50K words can finish (or at least almost finish) either of these projects.
I was never going to take a break from writing while I did my degree. It will take me several years to complete and there is no way I could give up for that long. The question is, do I take on such a big project so soon into my course?
I don’t know. I suppose I’ve got a month to figure it out. (Although if anyone fancies putting on their bossy boots and telling me what to do, that’s fine.)