Go ahead, Olivia. Admit it. @NaNoWriMo’s a bust.
Today is Day Five and already you are four days behind.
The problem? I can’t seem to summon the
oomph to take the leap forward, to write the second half of Book Two until Book
One rewrites are complete.
Dagnabbit.
This was NOT the plan, but the more I lean
in to the (overly-optimistic) @NaNoWriMo plan – to complete beta edits/rewrites on Book
One, then pound out the second half of Book Two – the harder it is to comply.
Hell. The harder it is to even get NEAR my laptop. And the more frightening the
scope of my story becomes.
What to do? What to do?
The logical? Remove the NaNo chains, forge
ahead with Book One rewrites, then tackle Book Two with whatever month is left.
The star-reacher? Keep the NaNo
commitment, forge ahead with Book One, then continue on with Book Two, driving
myself in front of the NaNo whip to pound out 50K words in whatever time is
left.
I could
do this. Time-wise, I could. But my muse (and apparently the stars) are not on
board. I’m not feeling it. Writing is torturous. Plodding. One
paragraph at a time. The joy is gone. I want to see a movie. Go shopping.
Anything to avoid both manuscripts.
So now what?
I've been writing long enough to know the answer. Whether I like it or not, I must give in to the muse. Without
her, this writer is nothing. Without her, the story languishes. So “logical” it
is.
To wit: I hereby (unofficially) remove the NaNo
chains and give my muse free rein to do as she will. AND in that vein, I will keep showing up to Book
One rewrites until more is revealed.
~ Olivia J. Herrell
