So remember how I said that I was going to be all super prepared for nanowrimo so that it doesn’t jump out at me when I least expect it? And how I was going to do these awesome writing challenges in order to help me get into the habit of writing on a daily basis?
I failed so hard at that, you guys.
In my defence I wasn’t entirely sure I could even participate. Towards the end of September my internet crapped out on a regular basis (my ISP was as helpful as ever when we rang up to see what the deal was – “we see no problem at this end, it MUST be your router!”), and then I got the news that my family and I were going to Scotland on the 20th of November for a week or so, mostly for house hunting stuff. I got so incredibly annoyed at that, since Dad knows that nano is pretty important to me. Before you ask, no, I won’t be able to do any writing during that time, trust me.
So I just lost interest in nano and decided then and there that I probably wouldn’t bother taking part, since there was no way I could possibly win anyway, especially with 7 days out of the picture. About a week ago I suddenly decided that I might take part, but not necessarily to win, but as a glorified writing exercise. Take two characters and a loose plot, then see where it takes me. No planning (or a very minimal amount), no slaving over an outline for days, trying to figure out various plot connections and resolutions, and no stressing.
Just writing.
It flies in the face of everything I’ve said about nano thus far, really. Well, for this year anyway, I’ve put my idea on ice for the time being because it means too much to me to simply abandon or half-arse my way through November with it. Depending on when we’re moving (Middlesbrough to Scotland, would you believe!) I may do the same thing next year but I’m hoping not.
Incidentally, I’m going to try my hand at a generic vampire romance novel. Huzzah!
And no, there will be no sparkling. Or spider monkies. Or baseball. Or, in fact, werewolves.







