Because I can’t seem to find mine.
Despite my plans to the contrary, I did not begin a new novel for Nanowrimo this morning, as I did two years ago on this date. Why? Because I’ve been neck-deep in revising that novel that I started two years ago on this date and as I’ve been doing the final changes, I simply couldn’t wrap my brain around a different story.
Now, there are a lot of excuses to not write that I call BS on. Like, I don’t have enough time, I don’t have enough talent, I don’t have enough whatever. And I am a bear about getting on you if you’re not taking time to do the thing you love best in the world–write.
So I should practice what I preach.
And I do. However, this is the one excuse that I will tolerate–a head so wrapped up in one story that you can barely remember the names of your children, let alone start another.
So I hope you will excuse me too.
I’m really excited about the next novel that I want to start this month, so I’ll get to it ASAP. The challenge is going to be refilling the well over the next couple of days so that I can start a new project. I need to spend some time reading, walking, knitting–cleansing my palate so to speak.
Oh yeah, and there is the small matter of a few copywriting assignments to deal with, also.
How are all you Nanowrimoers doing?