I had the best of intentions for NaNoWriMo this year:
I had the outline ready for book 2 for my Professor Justin Fintry series, plus most of my background prep in order.
After a very busy summer of physio and such things, I was more than ready to set into some first draft writing.
What better motivation than NaNoWriMo?
I participated in NaNoWriMo last year, and won. I wrote the first version of book 1 in my series from November through to the end of January. And then I started in fairly quickly on the new and improved book 1 from February to May. I had all kinds of plans of writerly things to do this past summer, but physio and active rehab took over.
So, right. I was motivated. And ready. I’d been psyching myself up for NaNoWriMo for months.
And then I got the damned galloping consumption (read: bronchitis, not tuberculosis) at the start of November.
My plans went out the window fairly quickly, but I flailed about for the first week of November, trying to write. I lost my voice entirely for a week and then squeaked for another. You’d think being quiet would be good for writing, but nope. Days of fever, foggy brain, etc. And that cough.
I’m kind of scared to go back and see what I wrote.
BUT…
I did write over 16,000 words, including two more chapters for that book 1 draft, and two starting chapters for book 2. So that’s definitely better than nothing, but it would take some manner of Christmas miracle to get my 50K words in before midnight on the 30th.
Which brings me nicely to December.
I figured: Hey self, since we’re all geared up for NaNo, and prepared, and now at least in the final stages of the whooping cough (apparently I enjoy being overly dramatic), why not write in December? Christmas tends to be low key around here, so why not?
Now the odds are looking good that I may be moving cities next month on fairly short notice, but I don’t know for certain yet. Because who doesn’t enjoy that sort of thing at the last minute? 🙂 Think of it as the ultimate in writerly procrastination.
Now I need to go wash some walls and wheeze quietly in a corner.
Did you participate in NaNoWriMo 2016? How did you fare?
Hugh Blackthorne 