NaNoWriMo, AKA “Nah, Not Finishing”
When the calendar flipped to December, I felt like a huge weight lifted off me. This November was the first National Novel Writing Month that I’d done in years. Usually, I’m already elbow-deep in another manuscript, so I haven’t bothered doing NaNoWriMo lately. This year, though, the stars aligned and I hadn’t started writing Diving Into Him so I dove right in (pun intended).
Then everything just kind of blew up right at once—as it usually does. I got hit hard with SAD, my family lost a close cousin on my Biz Noni’s side, I came out of shock and suddenly started grieving my friend all over again, and then got smacked with a flareup. Oh, and I started a temporary job for the holiday season. I couldn’t ditch Thanksgiving, either, so things got really hectic. Yet I still put pressure on myself to finish the book, even when I fell far behind.
Why is it that I always have to re-learn to let things go? I swear, I’m especially thick-headed when it comes to that kind of thing. Continue reading