It’s December 1st, and I did not win NaNoWriMo this year, just as I have not won it in the past three years that I’ve made the effort. I have to admit, though, I made a hell of a good showing and got much more dedicated, focused, and further along than I have in any previous attempts at NaNo. I finished the month with a word count of 44,213; I had hopes of getting home after work and pounding out the last 6k, but work was long and trying and I just wanted to go to bed and the weight of my sanity was far greater than the weight of an arbitrary number. So I didn’t quite get there, and that’s okay.
Because I still wrote 44k in 30 days, and I have an outline (albeit a messy and confuzzled one) of a potential novel, which is something I didn’t have at the start of November.
This was the first time I made a really honest effort to make it to the 50k, and it was a pretty interesting experience. It definitely became harder than I expected to balance both my personal life, my work life, and my writing life, though there was catch-up days were I astounded myself with how much I was able to put out. I feel that some of the writing is just terrible purple prose and filler, but now I have the luxury to take my time brushing up the piece and seeing what else I can do with it.
I’m glad I did NaNo this year; I like the drive and the goal and the fire under your feet and the dedication to just spending a day pounding out as much as you can. But I’m glad it’s over. I was joking on my RoW80 check-ins how I’ll feel bored now that NaNo is over and, in a few days, I can see that, but I’ll have plenty to keep me busy. I have three potential WIPs to work on, a fourth that I’m editing, and a plethora of short stories to keep me busy. NaNo helped me get bit by a productivity bug and I hope to maintain it through December and beyond.
After 1667 words on one piece and 300 on another in a day, 500 words a day on each of the three WIPs shouldn’t be too difficult at all. A page on the editing. A short story a day. Plus all my reading. I’m really excited for the potential that December has for me, and I don’t think I’d have the drive and ambition I have for it if I hadn’t put myself through NaNo this year. Sometimes it felt a little frustrating that I had to abandon other projects in lieu of keeping up with NaNo, but now it’s over, so I have all the time in the world.
Happy writing, everyone! NaNo is over! Let’s break out some wine and celebrate!
Though I have to spare at least one interesting thought: I just spent a month trying to puke up as much of a novel as I could, and I still haven’t thought of a good title for it.