I know, I know. It’s been a long time since I wrote a blog post. However, I have a really, really good excuse…. NANOWRIMO. And yes, I did win this year, because I am awesome. Now that NaNo is over, I think it’s a good time to do a little recap of the month and what I’ve learned over the past 8 years (because yeah, I’ve been doing NaNoWriMo since 2008, and there was just one year that I didn’t make it).
Week one is the easy week. I’m full of excitement for my novel. God, I can’t wait to put write all of these incredible ideas I have, it’s going to be so great, this is my best story yet! I usually manage to write well over my word count every day.
Week two starts off well and then things start getting dark… This year, I installed the app “TimeHop” on my iPhone. Basically, it shows me what I tweeted/Facebooked/Instagrammed 1 year ago, 2 years ago, 3 years ago, and sometimes even 4 years ago. During the tail end of week two of NaNoWriMo, I started to really hate my characters. My writing sucked. I was terrible. This was a big fat waste of time.
I opened up TimeHop to see that in years past, I had felt this exact same way about NaNoWriMo at the exact same time. 1 year ago I was complaining about how much I hated my characters. 2 years ago I was whining that this story sucked. 3 years ago I was lamenting and ranting at this stupid thing I was doing.
It’s a pattern. At some point, you’re bound to hate your work and to think it’s stupid. DON’T STOP. Keep going. Seeing the pattern emerge on my TimeHop app was one of the many things that made me forge on this year.
Week three was a fun week. At this point, I’m really getting into the meat of the book and I’m starting to get pretty freaking excited about it. New plot points emerge, my characters start to assert themselves, and shit gets exciting. Week three might be my favorite week.
The week of lost steam. By the time I hit week four, I’m tired. I’m ahead of the game, usually, so why try to get extra ahead? I’ll just do what’s called for, a little bit every day, and stay on top of my game. By the time I’m past 50k, though, I’m back on the wagon of excitement. I MADE IT and I’ll be damned if I am not going to finish this book that I’ve begun (because I have never, NEVER finished a novel in 50,000 words).
If you participated in NaNo this year, I’d be interested to hear how it went for you, and what revelations were made on your end.