Let the insanity begin!! The flurry of action that occurs every year in November has returned. We collect our candies, our snacks, drinks, comfy sitting spots, and tools of creation. We mentally prepare for the onslaught of words, words, words!
I am, of course, talking about NaNoWriMo. It’s here. In but mere hours we, the insane participants of this glorious month, will put fingers to keys or pens to paper in a desperate race to the proverbial finish line. Words will fly from our minds to the keys (we hope). Family members will be ignored, productivity in all other aspects of our lives will fall by the wayside. But, why?
Because without this month of complete and total neurotic insanity we might never get those words on the page. Our ideas remain bound within the curves and bends of our pink wrinkles, waiting for the clock to strike 12 on November 1.
I declared my intent to write last week. As I did so, I realized that I actually have a lot to write. Not only do I have this year’s NaNo project to work on, but I also have another project to finish up, plus edits to Ashes and a final revisit to Zombie Babies. This is in addition to my new albeit incredibly (blessedly) part time job, the work I do as marketing director for both my own business and someone else’s, publishing duties, events, holiday markets, and #momlife.
I know you all know how nuts I am. You know that I tend to do All of the Things despite not actually having any time for it. Example: I have a poor doll still in pieces because he was due for a good soak and a new round of tattoos. He’s still in pieces. He’s very angry with me. But such is my life. I live in cHaOs, I wallow in the insanity that it brings, and I pray to come out mostly intact at the end of the month.
Plus, I can’t let my NaNo streak come to an end. Thirteen years, I’ve been doing this. Should mean I have thirteen books to show for it, but I don’t cuz my brain hates me and the revisions that come after have been atrocious. But, it’s a step in the right direction.
Who else is doing NaNoWriMo this year? Who else walks this path of mind-numbing creativity?
Let the words fly! Bring it on, November.