I’m already failing my task of participating in NaNoWriMo this year. My story hit a dead spot less than 800 words in and there’s no redeeming it. So Mack and Sarah were eaten by zombies. On a dark and stormy night. The end.
Honestly, I thought it would be easier this year, since I spend most of my time writing anyway. I thought it would be refreshing to write fiction again after all the tech manuals, website copy, blog posts and marketing language I’ve written both for freelance clients and here at Perseph. Not so much. Additionally, adding the stress of not only writing 1666.666667 words per day but trying to do it live, in front of God and everybody, was a questionable decision. I’m going to try and get back on the horse with a different story, but we’ll see.
In the meantime, does anyone else hear “NaNoWriMo” as if it were spoken aloud by the Judoon?
Are any of you participating? How are you keeping yourselves motivated?