NaNo is a bust for me.
Let me clarify that: NaNo is a technical bust for me. And God knows, I don’t need any more bust in my life in any sense. Bwahaha. Sorry, couldn’t resist. Especially after receiving a DDD bra in the mail yesterday, but that’s another story.
I knew I would never achieve the NaNo goal going into it. While I didn’t expect it to become an epic fail so quickly, I knew there was no way in hell I was ready for the daily goal I’d have to set in order to meet the 50k.
So why would I subject myself to it? Sign up, and worse, tell others I’ve signed up for it?
Because I’ve written almost every day. My word count is low, but slowly rising. I knew it was going to take a lot of hard work to get where I want to be, but that’s okay. Hard work has never scared me. There’s proof of that in my last post, Pumpkin Halloween ’13! Thing is, I could let my mind wander while I did that physical hard work.
I can’t do that while writing.
So thank you, NaNo. It will be interesting to see where my average daily word count is hovering by the end of this year.
Oh, and apparently, I can still do the Mork handshake. Nanu Nanu! Gotta run, this doesn't go toward my word count.