I've been writing.
For those of you who've experienced Nanowrimo, you understand what I'm about to say. Now is not the time to waste precious words or fingers crafting long-winded posts. Now is the time to let the words flow, the characters take hold, the plot unfold as you dig and push and never give up, even when your dog is whining and supper isn't cooked and you can no longer speak in full sentences.
Your family and friends should understand, and if they don't. Too bad.
I've been productive. The story is taking shape. Allow me to share a few of my more treasured Nano moments thus far:
Hitting my goal and staying on target. Okay, for those of you who don't know me, or how stinking slooooooowly I write, this is a big deal. It's time to finish the damnable YA fantasy that's been batting around in my mind for the past year. Time to get 'er dun.
Freedom of expression. Forget wine or booze or medication. Nothing can soothe a soul like digging into and falling in love with your characters. You can even find gratification in killing off a few of the more annoying ones. The point is, in this world, I am master. I can tune out real life and live in my head, if only for another 2 1/2 weeks.
Writing. It's pure expression. Or maybe I should call it drafting, because my inner editor is shut down. Yup, I'm crafting crap and loving it. An example: I recently came up with this beauty:
She wiped her face, and faced her accuser.
Good times. Good times.
There's something about Nano that gives me permission to let the flood gates open and write. I can't nit pic, can't review and obsess over the minutia, not if I want to reach my goal and finish the book. Forget about finishing it on time - I just want this thing done.
Then I can step back, review and edit. Then I can delete such stupid sentences. Because I'll have something to edit, right?
Anyhoo, I'm sure this post is full of typos, and poorly crafted sentences, maybe even a stray comma or two, but the point is.
WHO CARES. I'm doing NaNo.
Happy writing (and I mean it!)