I know, I promised to blog once a week and already I’ve broken my promise. Nanowrimo has me in its clutches. Yes I admit I am a Nano Convert.
It’s NANO-day 11 and I have clocked 31000 words (probably more by the time my clock chimes midnight). It’s been everything I thought it would be : tiring, lonely, difficult, frustrating… But never once have I been tempted to throw in the towel.
I’d done my story arcs weeks before NANo started, been ready for ages waiting for 1 Nov to come a long. And I fought a strange battle I am calling the War of the 2 novels. – I shall blog about this later.
Now that I am one-third into the novel I am loving it. It’s much like watching a movie and having no idea what’s going to happen next. My characters are surprising me. I don’t need to think of throwing a curveball – the MS is doing that itself.
Just today, a secondary character popped up and caused the plot to take a new direction. A good direction too so you won’t hear me complaining. So I guess I can say I am happy.
Because NANO is pulling forth this novel that’s been brewing inside me for the last year.
Because NANO has made me realise I can churn out the words to a deadline. On a good non-NANO day I usually manage 1000 to 2000 words. But for the last 11 days I’ve been hitting 3000 to 3500 words a day.
Because I now appreciate the value of preparing, plotting, arcing and researching before writing the first word.
Because I now know I AM A WRITER- and will always be a writer whether I am published or not. I have found my passion. I am living my dream.
I had the strangest experience today, probably affirming my current inability to admit to the general public that I am a writer. I promise I am getting over this but today has reminded why I have been hesitant to share my dream before.
I confided in a colleague at my day-job that I am a writer. His reply was and enigmatic “Well nothing surprises me anymore.”
So what the heck is that supposed to mean? Does he think I am such a loser as to not be capable of being a writer? Or does he think writers are bunch of losers? Now, needless to say I bit my tongue for its carelessness in baring my soul.
But I realised something else – Nothing will ever change the fact that I write. Some people will support me. Some will scoff and some will even criticise and put me down.
But a writer writes through the good times and the bad, through criticisms and through praise, through poverty and riches.
So I shall be writing – passionately for Nano and then every day after that…. always.
How do you feel about letting the world know you write? Have you ever had an experience with a negative or un-supportive reaction? Do you much prefer your writer friends than non-writers?