National Novel Writing Month Coming in November
I saw it just yesterday– November is National Novel Writing Month 2012. I haven’t missed it! Did I want to do it? Really?
Go over and take a look at the NaNoWriMo website. It is encouragement to write a novel in a month. The first (second, third, etc.) time I learned of this organization, I was overwhelmed. I had written over 30 novels, and none in less than 7 – 8 months. I’m just not a fast writer. I have to think, I have to mull, I have to dream, and procrastinate and fret and fume and fuss in the manner of every good perfectionist. One cannot do all that in a month.
Then look at my life. It is no wonder I’m not writing a novel. There is daily care of my grandson, dental visits, field trips (just did one–fabulous!), caring for my elderly mother and her doctor visits, refinishing the front door, running the household and keeping up with family and friends, and Thanksgiving, for mercy’s sake (whose idea to put NaNoWriMo in November, smack him/her!). All that in addition to getting my backlist Christmas book online (what fun!) and working on several more, and trying to blog. My word, that is only a partial listing, I make myself tired with it. I also see the need of a few changes.
Then my eye lit on the slogan for NaNoWriMo: “thirty days and nights of literary abandon.”
Literary abandon. Setting free-to-be comes to mind, and produces an attitude shift. The gift of a month to write daily on a novel–that story that keeps shimmering across my mind–each day, and in a spirit of fun. I can focus on process not product.
I do not have to write an entire novel in one month. I do not have to follow NaNoWriMo rules. I can make up my own. No pushing and shoving myself, but giving myself over to experimenting and enjoying writing with abandon. That is my one particular need– to be set free from perfectionism and thinking too much.
For a month let me practice enjoyment of writing and see what happens. For one month let me find for a few minutes each day the writer that I long to be. (She is a cute curly-haired female version of Ray Bradbury mixed with P.G. Wodehouse– hey, it’s a dream.)
Thirty days of writing with abandon. Worth exploring. Want to join me? Start your project, and see where you go. I think we’ll go further than we imagine.
PS: I am now rushing off to check my mother, feed the chickens, and see the dentist. I will be able to dream of writing during all of that.