One of my best friends hates reading.
“It’s not that I don’t appreciate a good analysis of a book,” he said, “I just feel like I don’t get anything out of reading the novels they forced on us in high school English class. Like, it makes me feel like it’s a waste, because just the fact that I had to read it on a certain timeline and do a certain thing with it ruined the book for me. I feel like that sucked out the chance to really get anything out of the book.”
At first, I was appalled.
It’s July 31st, and I think we know what that means.
In a very, very short time, Camp NaNoWriMo will officially be over for the second time this year. Participating writers everywhere will be scrambling to finish up those last words on their novels in order to meet their wordcount (I know I did last night!).
I set my goal pretty low this month, actually- only at 20,000. And I passed it by 1,000 words! Seeing the little bar on the statistics graph go above the goal line is seriously one of the best feelings I’ve had all week.
I’ve been talking a lot about crossing goal-lines and completing things recently because it’s really been one of the only things on my mind. My thoughts have constantly been centered around questions like “what do I have to do next?” and “what do I have to do to do that thing next?” and “holy mother of all things fluffy, how in the world will I finish this all in time?”.
Sometimes it might feel like things are impossible to do. You might have your list of three things you want to get to first, you might have all the things you need to complete them- but there still could be that point in time where you feel like all is lost, like there’s no way you could ever finish what you’ve started.
BUT YOU CAN.
I am absolutely positive you can.
I proved to myself that I can when I made those two big jumps in my wordcount to catch up. And just like I sat down with an extra-chocolatey hot chocolate and wrote until my fingers bled (metaphorically, of course), you can catch up, too. Forget that feeling of hopelessness and keep working at it. You’ll get there.
Don’t give up, nerdlings,
Now, before I begin, I would just like to say something of the utmost importance.
I just got myself a pair of big and cute nerdy glasses and I have discovered that they are a necessity in life because they are fabulous. It might sound silly, but these glasses gives me two important things: 1) a bit of a confidence booster, and 2) writing block-eradicator. So basically, I highly recommend getting yourself a pair of nerdy glasses for ten bucks. They make me feel very intelligent and sophisticated (though they probably don’t look so).
Today, while I was on my way back from this event I volunteered at, I was thinking very deeply in the car. Mainly about my in-progress novel that has been giving me quite some trouble plot-wise. See, I’ve written a whole draft, realized I don’t like that idea, rewritten the entire thing and editing it before realizing there are still so many areas where things just don’t sit right. Sometimes, thinking about this can frustrate me… and it leads me to think about other things.
When I look back at the person I was almost four years ago, I want to curl up in a corner and sob.
This is mainly because I used to be a weird little child. Not the kind of weird I am now (because let’s face it, I’m a total weirdo). This kind of weird was more of the embarrassing kind, y’know?
Right up there, above those three little star-thingies, are a few sentences I wrote about two months ago. I was trying to draft up a post but couldn’t come up with anything past what you see right there. Today, I was struggling a bit for inspiration, so I decided to go through my old drafts to find an idea.
I found this, and it got me thinking.
As I’ve said so many times before, things change. People change, too, myself obviously not excluded. Even over the short course of a couple months, a lot can become different, and for me, the previous situation sometimes becomes embarrassing.
I’ll look back and cringe horrifically at the way I acted around new people a year ago. I’ll remember my opinion on llamas in the sixth grade and shudder because I was seriously obsessed (don’t get me wrong, llamas are totally rad, but it was getting slightly unhealthy back then).
But sometimes old memories can turn out to be absolutely fantastic.
This is an original character of mine, named Kat (short for Kathleen) reading a book. She’s a big bookworm (and writing enthusiast) and part of the next novel I plan on writing, which is currently untitled (wow, that was a run-on sentence). I’m super excited for her story!
Art and character © me- PLEASE do not steal!
April 18th, 2014.
I should be at 18,000 words in my novel right now.
For this year’s Camp NaNoWriMo, I’ve set my word-count goal at 30,000 words– obviously the story wouldn’t be resolved by then, but it at least serves as a goal of what I want to reach before the end of the month. It’s not quite as high as 50,000 yet not as low as the 15,000 I did in my first year of YWP NaNoWriMo.
Trouble is, I’ve gotten myself into a situation where I’m about four thousand words behind schedule.
My current word-count is 14,420. I’ve actually had plenty of chances to write in the past week, but I tend to get distracted very easily. Whether it’s Tumblr or Tiny Tower or chasing butterflies around with my dog, something always seems to completely change my mindset away from the writing one. Heck, I even got distracted just now talking to my fish instead of writing up this blog post.
As of now, though, I have officially decided that for the next three days (basically today through Sunday) I am going to write at least three thousand words per day. This may not seem like much when you look at it closely, but I’ve learned that words add up quite fast.