NaNoWriMo Fail/ ROW80 Check-In
December 1, 2011 § 7 Comments
Well, I just got internet about an hour ago. There’s a long story which I’ll spare you (but there was a colorful array of curse words uttered in this house I tell you). I didn’t complete 50,000 words… Another long story. I sit here with an extra appendage we like to refer to as “Baby Hadley.” To say she’s clingy would be an understatement. I mean dive down under that statement and burrow through to the core of the earth and think about the opposite of that, cause that’s what I really mean.
I did get 48,000 words written and have a beginning, middle, and end to the WIP. I should be happy because I think I’m ready to take a breath and dive into massive editing. (I do mean massive). My children are also still alive which is surprising.
It kills me that I didn’t finish the word count. Oh, well. At least I have internet and I made myself check in tonight.
In retrospect, I learned a valuable lesson about myself this month. I need to make my goals more realistic because I flip out and drive everybody (myself included) nuts when things go awry. The whole point was to motivate myself over the hump and finish a book. I did that pretty much.
In honor of not finishing I thought we could all share some of the strange things we do when we’re procrastinating (you know you do). I come up with pretty weird stuff to do, or out-of-character I should say. Stuff I haven’t even been meaning to do. For instance, today I read Alexander Pope’s “The Rape of the Lock.” First off, I’m not a big poetry reader. I like novels. All kinds. But there I sat today, with my extra body part (Hadley), reading that poem. I also get ravenous; if there’s food in the house, I will shovel it in my mouth.
(Dad, please edit this. I have a poem and a batch of peanut butter cookies calling my name.)