Previously posted on November 20, 2017
Let me say up front, I am a big fan of NaNoWriMo. If you are
unfamiliar, it stands for the National Novel Writing Month which is November.
Until a year ago, I had never heard of it myself. When my son told me about it,
I was curious, but hesitant. I have always been a person who loves to write,
but despite joking for years about someday retiring and writing the Great
American Novel, I had serious doubts about my ability to write a novel, great
or otherwise.
I write poetry. I write short stories. My one attempt at
writing a (very short) young adult novel is still unfinished. I honestly feared
that I did not have the right mindset to write a novel. I wasn’t sure that I
could tell a long story. I was afraid that my desire to get to my really clever
ending would keep me from ever being able to stretch my story to novel length.
My other legitimate fear was that I couldn’t write 50,000 words in a single
month. Not if they had to make sense.
But I was intrigued, so I went to the website
(nanowrimo.org) and started reading. Maybe I could do this after all. I had a
few weeks before it all began and I actually had an idea or two bouncing around
in my head, so I did some research (on hypnosis) which led to some further
research (on time travel) which led to some outlining and soon I was chomping
at the bit to start writing.
I was retired, so I could not use time, or lack thereof, as
an excuse, and on November 1, 2016, I started writing my first novel. My cat,
Sophia and I listened to lots of classical music. (Anything with lyrics
distracted me and made me want to sing along.) I kept a calendar taped to the
wall by my computer, so I could keep up with my daily word count and I wrote,
usually first thing in the morning. Right after my coffee, of course. Somewhere
around 35,000 words, I had my first moments of panic. I was too close to the
end of my story and there were too many days and too many words left to write.
(The nanowrimo goal is 50,000, roughly the length of The Great Gatsby.)
I began to backtrack and added another complete subplot to
the novel. A week later, I was confident that my ending and my word count would
both be completed by November 30. And they were! I had written a novel and I
give full credit to NaNoWriMo.
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