Nanowrimo 2013

Nanowrimo 2013 is over, and I am happy to say that I was a part of it. Everyone involved with making this project so special should be given an award promptly.

I know this is going to sound ridiculously cheesy, but I am so incredibly thankful for everyone I get to connect with join nanowrimo. It’s so incredibly inspiring to see other writers seemingly do the impossible and also support you join the process. I have never met my writing buddies, but every year seeing their progress spurs me on, and I am so incredibly proud when I  get to see their bars turn into purple winners ones. This community is awesome, and it’s something I really miss throughout the year. 

This has been a hard month for me in lots of different ways - and in a shock turn of events - writing has actually allowed me to keep my sanity through it. (I know, right? Who would have thought?)

To the people who wrote 600 words to the people who wrote 60 thousand, be proud of yourself. This month you gave yourself the goal of creating something new, and regardless of how small or how big that thing is, you still did it. It doesn't matter what your end word count is, it matters that you allowed your imagination to really take a hold of it’s self. You’re all goddamn superheroes <3

 I’m definitely suffering the post wrimo- blues and I will miss the countless word sprints on twitter, the incredibly inspiring pep talks being delivered straight to your email, and the general buzz that you aren't doing it alone. 

it’s like, ”wow! you can finally watch new TV shows! you can make plans to see your friends! you can catch up on your work! YOU CAN HAVE YOUR LIFE BACK!” and you just instantly miss your unwashed greasy self slumped over your laptop with a cup of coffee.  It’s insanity but I love it.

This year I end my novel Shake The Stars From Your Skin at 56, 289 words.

To  the next year.

That Time Again?

Just Checking In

Thought I'd check in with the blog since it's been a considerable amount of time since I last made a post. 

I've been in a bit of a slump lately.

Once again finding myself in the face of adversity with a huge work pile to matc, to  my brain's first response was this: ''Unnngghh.''

Then my brain's second response,  after exerting all my brain power and motivation is: 

'''hskjagdkadsgsdwhydoIhavedotothiswhy.''

Then my third. Which is surprisingly more hopeful then the latter. You know, it tells it's self to think  or something. you know, like, actually function. I don't particularly want to think, but the brain's third response is always the most powerful one. So here I am powering through my English language coursework with a bowl of sweet and salted popcorn (which, by the way, is amazing. ITS POPCORN ALL THE THINGS)  trying not to feel sorry for myself.

Hope all the Wrimo-ers are prepared for the vastly approaching Novemember. Once again, I have way too many projects on the go, a terrible mindset, and not much prepared. But who cares for excuses, right?