A [NaNoWriMo] Novelist...

"In skating over thin ice, our safety is our speed."

Monday, October 29, 2012

29th October 2012

With two days to go until NaNoWriMo 2012, I would be lying if I told you things were going well and I wasn't freaking out. The funny thing is, I'm not freaking out about NaNoWriMo as much as I am about all the other things I have to have completed in the next two weeks.

Here is the list as we can see it currently (not including things like breathing, showering, eating, and class):

- Work on presentation for class tomorrow (and then do said presentation)
- Finish first 6k draft of fiction dissertation (1.5k complete)
- Read for class (ALL of the books...)
- Write essay.
- NANO.
- Buy things for NaNo swap buddy.
- Be alive, be sociable, don't drink too much coffee.
- Sleep enough.

So, it doesn't sound so bad, except that things like the dissertation, the essay, and the class reading take up SO MUCH FREAKING TIME. I would be quite happy right now with a time-stop bubble that I could only use once. Seriously. The dissertation is the thing that is most driving me crazy right now, because I've had so much trouble with the draft thus far. I previously had 4k words towards the total when I was told that starting over would be in my best interests, and now I'm in deep trouble.

As for the other things, I just want to sit in a corner, shout OMG SOMEBODY HELP ME and then cry a little bit. Like I said, it's doable, but I might go crazy in the process.

And, until now, I can honestly say I've not once questioned whether doing NaNoWriMo is the right thing for me. This is probably the crazy talking, but I've not missed a year of  NaNo since I first discovered it, and I'm not about to start now. It might just be a bit of a bum year.

Sadly, the university work comes first.

Still, I'm excited. And nervous. All at once. It must be that time of year. ;D

T-minus 2 days, 2 hours and 34 minutes until NaNoWriMo 2012!

posted by Kitty Taylor at 9:26 pm

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I'm a 23 year old female, who spends much too much of her time online, and in the book store. I'm in love with writing, and reading and anything mildly creative, really. In the future I'd like to write professionally, because it's something that I know would be perfect for me, but until I come up with best selling material that will keep me in the moneys, I think I'll just head for whatever I can get. Got contacts in the writing business? Let me know, I'd love to learn more about it.

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Start the car

I know a whoopee spot

Where the gin is cold

But the piano's hot

It's just a noisy hall

Where there's a nightly brawl

And all that-

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But, oh, I love my life

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Kitty's blog is entirely fictional, and not based on anything real or otherwise. Oh hell. Who am I kidding? it's hard cheese facts of life. This is a NaNoWriMo (and other various writing-related) journal, to see more about this visit www.nanowrimo.org