Today is the second day of NaNoWriMo and I’m already behind.
Ah; I hear many of you ask, “What is this NaNoWriMo?”
It is a month of sanctioned insanity. All over the world people have signed up to write a novel in the month of November. Not a short story mind you; but 50,000 words of a NOVEL. Actually, I have over 90,000 words in last year’s book The first draft, and it’s not even close to finished.
Although I now have nearly double the word count I didn’t complete the assignment. But; I have an excuse, and it’s even a good one.
I started late, it was at least 6 days before I reached 1000 words, but caught up and surged ahead. I was a writing beast! I typed away, one key at a time, pounding my story into submission. I was winning!
Then I started throwing up. I don’t mean my tummy was a little off. Even the consumption of water caused painful bloating and finally I would loose everything including the water.
They came to me and said “Come, for we must take you to yon hospital.”
I cried “Nay! Verily I will not go to yon hospital for I am writing and can not stop.”
Again they assailed me saying “You must go to the hospital for your fever is most high and the fluid has left your body!”
“Nay!” I exclaimed again. “ can not go to yon hospital for I have written 47,362 words and I am very near my goal.”
Once more they came and
Well, I’m sure you get my point. I did eventually end up in yon hospital, but I didn’t give up! No, I took my computer with me. It would have been great, they even had internet access. The only problem was that my mind was so screwed up that the only thing I managed to do was loose the power cord for my laptop. I was in the hospital for the last week of November and completely disgusted with my self for falling short.
But not this year! I have vowed that I will reach my goal even if I die doing it. That could actually work for me. I understand that zombies are very popular right now.