you kicked my ass. i'm not saying that i didn't deserve it but really, you kicked my ass. 3 shows. lots of etsy sales. and oh yeah, i wrote a book.
i set out to do a thing and i got it done. i looked my 15% crippling self doubt in the eye and told it to go to hell. and it was fun. sort of.
here's what i learned (or was reminded of) this month:
writing is exhausting. i actually fell asleep in the middle of the day, in the middle of typing a sentence more than once. every day when i finished writing, i wanted to nap. and that was without being to precious about word choice. nanowrimo is about getting the words out, not really using your back space key and just writing the thing. that's what i did.
writing while i'm tipsy is unwise. it might work for some people but not for me. i only did it twice and i regretted it both times. those chapters are going to need some extra editing TLC.
no matter how prepared i thought i was, how well i thought i had the story plotted out in my head, there were some stumbling block. the "men plan, god laughs" rule applies to writing too, i guess.
writing violence is well, violent. it invaded my dreams; it caused me grief. writing violence is not to be taken lightly. so obvious yet it sucker punched me.
i couldn't have done it without running. stupid running.
writing every single day is important. i had to break for our trip to seattle and when we returned i had trouble finding my groove again.
writer's block can suck it.
i can be a time management wizard. those balls all stayed up in the air. i managed to cook, clean, make lots of things and do three shows without sending anyone the wrong order. or crying.
i have awesome friends. i knew that already but the number of supportive texts, tweets, emails and postcards i received was incredible. thank you all.
my husband rocks. hard.
50,000 words in a month? totally doable.
the next couple weeks will be all about holiday shows and our etsy shops. i'll sit down and read the book in the next couple of weeks and begin the editing process. for now, i need some breathing room. i need to sleep without dreaming about my characters and the peril i've placed them in. i need to not worry about word counts and timing my day perfectly in order to meet them. i need to make things and ship orders and READ. i've barely read in the last month and i miss it. i miss writing here, too. i hope to return to my regularly scheduled blog this week.
so, how was your november?