Twelve days into the month, I have decided it’s time for an update. There isn’t much to tell. Here’s the main points:
-I did pretty well with staying on track the first few days.
-After that, I didn’t write for a few days.
-Lost momentum, and I’ve barely written anything since the very beginning of the month.
I probably should have just kept on with a story I was already into, rather than starting on short stories that had barely managed to form in my mind. I don’t have a clear picture yet, of any aspect of the stories–just bits and pieces. How was I expecting to make that into something so quickly? I feel like I’m getting nowhere.
Here’s the bright side: I’m learning from NaNoWriMo experiences. First, it seems that at least to some degree, I am more productive when I have specific goals, rather than just “Yeah, go do some writing.” Second, NaNoWriMo, being intended for churning out stories as quickly as you can, is a good way to get a story down that has already gestated for a good while in your mind (that is, for me). … Damn it. I don’t think I’m saying this right. The thought was clear in my head, but when I tried to type it out, I lost the words, and now I can’t figure out how to articulate this thought that really seems significant at the moment. I ask you, if this is still going to happen, what the hell is the point of being a writer?
Well, I’ve bashed my hopes enough for one evening, I think. Time to go curl up into fetal position until tomorrow.