The blog train is pulling back into the station—finally. Is that a thing? Well, it is now. Who wins the award for being the absolute worst blogger in America? Me. That’s who. I get a shiny medal that is inscribed “You Suck At Your Job”. Thank you, thank you, I’ll be here all week.
Shall we get into some of the reasons for my disappearance from the internet? I’ve been on the run from an unsightly group of people who want to try and use my talking dog for evil, my laptop had decided to take a vacation to Barbados, upon where it soaked up rays of sunshine and water, and I’ve been consumed by the monster that is NaNoWriMo.
Okay, so only one of those things was true. NaNoWriMo. *shudder*
For those of you who don’t know what NaNoWriMo is, it’s an acronym for National Novel Writing Month, which is the entire month of November. From November 1st to November 30th, authors all around the world participate and attempt to write a novel. (According to the sight a novel is technically 50,000 words, however I see the guidelines laxer than that.) And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what this author has been putting herself through for the past twenty-three days.
Don’t let my hateful-sounding blog words fool you. I love NaNo. Like, a lot. If I could, I’d take NaNo to the chapel and ask a pastor to marry us, because we are so in love. It holds me accountable, for one thing. Every single day this month I’d written something—maybe five words, five hundred, or five thousand. But each day, something was put into my novel.
I hit 50,000 words on the twentieth, and am currently sitting at 56,878 words. And I’m currently typing these words with a party hat on and doing my happy dance. Go me.
I am not, however, done with my NaNoWriMo novel. I’d say I’m halfway of writing The End, those two illustrious words that make my heart sing like an angel from heaven. So chug along I must do, to the beat of the NaNoWriMo drum. My main character’s life depends on it (seriously).
Like I said earlier, NaNo has been holding me accountable. I didn’t win last year—my novel was horribly unplanned and it was about as washed out as cheap hair dye. My method this year was a bit different, since I was determined to hit that 50k. And I did it! Woo! Now, though, my new goal is to finish this novel by November 30th. I’ve got seven days, guys, to write who knows how many more words and chapters.
If you’d like to hear more about my Plotting process for NaNoWriMo, or would like me to make a blog post about what my novel is about, leave a comment down below!
This writer promises to do better at her blog posts, because her neglect is very much deplorable. (Aaaand I’m talking in the third person. Awesome.)
Over and out,