Yup, NaNoWriMo is just around the corner.
That mad, wild, crazy time when billions and billions (okay, well, just lots and lots–last year 79,000+) of writers, aspiring writers, and plain ol’ lunatics attempt to write a 50,000 word novel in one month. That’s from midnight November 1st to 11:59pm November 30th. From scratch (sorta–background info, character sketches, etc., are allowed).
I did my darndest in 2005, but life got in the way.
I was going to last year, but procrastinated too long.
So the question is, do I try again this year? Or just assume that having a Punkin underfoot will make it an Impossible Dream (To dream the impossible scene, to write the unwriteable book, to try when your arms are too weary, to type with a Punkin underfoot… Sorry–random “Man of La Mancha” moment.)
That is my dilemma. I’m having a rough enough time right now with health issues on top of the usual full plate. Do I really want to add one more thing?
I think I do. I mean, even if I only write 25 pages worth of story, that’s still 25 pages more than I had November 1st. Right?