As hard as it is for me to admit, it looks like I’m not going to win NaNoWriMo this year. I wrote my last draft in record time – amusingly enough, I wrote 55,000 words in just under 30 days in October – and I guess I was a little burned out.
One of the many things I’ve learned is that being an indie genre writer is hard. More on that later, but I’m trying to not burn myself out entirely. After all, this is only my first year as an indie. The long and short of it is that I chose my mental health over NaNo, and while I am sad about not finishing, I will likely have about 20,000 words by the end of the month towards a brand new novel. More on that later too.
Hopefully I’ll have more than 20K at the end of the month, because I seem to be over my bump in the road and wrote quite a bit over the weekend. Just because I won’t finish doesn’t mean I won’t keep writing, and just having written something is more than some people have done! At least that’s what I tell myself when I see friends celebrating on Twitter. *uncomfortable laughter*
I’ve got kind of a cool announcement coming on Wednesday, so stay tuned!