Last week was rough for me.
I was distracted by the election news and I didn’t get a lot done. My daily habit is to rise early, get coffee and spend a few minutes checking on what happened over night before getting to the page. This early morning writing is when I wrack up the words on my novel. And since I’m doing Nanowrimo this month, getting the words in is really important.
But last week distraction got the better of me. I’d click around to see what had happened and get lost for an hour or more reading election coverage and trying to find some hope.
And by this past weekend, I was seriously discouraged. Up until election day, I’d been cruising along on my Nanowrimo project and enjoying it. My goal was to hit 2,000 words a day, which gave me wiggle room in case I missed a day or so along the way. But I hadn’t factored in disaster.
And so by Saturday, I decided it was best just to quietly quit.
But then I realized that if I did that I was letting everything that I stand against win. I let hatred, and anger, and fear win. Because all of those things are the opposite of creativity. My creativity is the very core of me, and if I quit that, I’ve quit myself.
And so I sat down on Saturday afternoon and forced myself to write 2,000 words. A few hundred words in I realized I was enjoying myself. That, while this fast draft is really awful in places, in others it is not half bad. And then I did what creatives everywhere do: I got up and did it again on Sunday and then again this morning.
I’m not as far behind as I thought. (When I’m discouraged, I tend not to see things realistically.) As of this morning, I’ve got a little over 22,000 words, which puts me about 1K behind. And I’ve got a secret weapon up my sleeve–Millie Thornton’s 10K day for writers is coming up this week and I’ve signed up to participate this Wednesday. I hope to make up my word count and put some words in the novel-writing bank–because Thanksgiving is coming up next week and that’s another big distraction. (But at least I don’t have to cook this year.)
I may not be able to control politics, but I can control what I can do. And what I can do is put words on the page one after another after another.
What about you? Are you doing Nanowrimo? How is it going for you?