NaNoWriMo began yesterday, and so far I've met my word count for both days. The goal is 50,000 words in a month.
Thus far I've written 3,470 words of utter, shameless crap. I'm trying to convince myself that it doesn't matter, but it's difficult. My personality is an unholy combination of lazy, impulsive, and demanding. I want everything to be perfect NOW but I'm not willing to put that much effort into it. Discipline -- as far as writing goes -- is my Achilles' heel.
That's why I signed up for NaNo; not because I want to write a novel, but because I'm hoping that the discipline required to finish the task will help me to stay on track after November passes. If I can't be more disciplined about it and give my work the time and attention that it deserves and requires, then I'm just going to stop the insanity.
No, it's not quitting! It's saying "Enough!" to the years of whining and bitching and agonizing over it. Maybe I'm just a person who loves to read -- who loves words and language and poetry. Maybe that doesn't translate into being a writer, at least for me.
Maybe I can at last be a realist. An impatient, impulsive, lazy-ass realist.
There you go with the ass comments again....
Posted by: Special K | November 03, 2005 at 09:35 AM