I was asked last night why I first started NaNoWriMo* and I couldn’t remember. I could not recall (and still can’t) how I first heard about the annual November challenge to write a 50, 000 word novel in 30 days or why I decided to participate in it.
Here are some things I do remember from my first foray into NaNoLand in November 2003:
- People looking at me like I was thisclose to crazy while voicing their opinion I may very well be unable to do it.
- My last, late night of writing on a Thursday so I could finish my story two days before the official deadline. I knew the remaining days would be scarce on writing time, and I was determined to finish.
- My computer crashing. You know what’s worse than the blue screen of death? A black screen with green text at one o’clock in the morning. Thankfully, nothing was lost.
- Wearing my NaNoWriMo 2003 T-shirt the next day while at work (I was self-employed as a housecleaner at the time) and doing a couple of excited, giddy-filled little dances when I thought about what I had finished in the wee hours of the morning.
Every year since then, I’ve taken up the challenge, even with failing to reach the finish line twice (in 2004 and 2008). For deep down, I do enjoy this seemingly madcap adventure. I enjoy the push. I enjoy pushing myself. And I’m working on maintaining a good attitude about it as well (much to my husband’s relief). After all, no one is making me do this. Plus I do keep insisting this is fun, so I need to do more “show, don’t tell” in that area. <– A little writing humor for you there.
But it’s time to convert more caffeine into words. Enjoy your Friday!
*Please don’t make me use anything but the shortened version or else we’re in for a long month.
^Photo Credit: Miles Bader © 2011 (Flickr via Creative Commons)