I remember a writer friend telling me five or six years ago that she was doing this “really cool thing…NaNoWriMo!” When she explained it to me, I was convinced she was crazy and wondered why anyone would try to write a novel in a month.
Well, it’s another one of those situations where you shouldn’t judge someone or you’ll end up doing the same thing (kind of like how I used to mock people for letting their kids sleep in their bed.) But, I digress.
So, if you haven’t guessed it already, I’m doing NaNoWriMo this year — National Novel Writing Month. For my mom, if you read this post, yes, I am crazy. I can see you shaking your head.
But, I can’t spend too much time posting on my blog when I should be writing some, even just a few, of the 50,000 words that I need to have by November 30. I’m going to take the approach of my friend Mary Jo, and will post updates here. For my own accountability and to share this unusual ride with readers of Motherlogue.
cumulative word count: 3521
mood and energy level: not as inspired as day one, but letting loose more
work I did besides actual writing: stared at my plot pyramid and wondered how I will fill the points between the five biggest points