So, last year despite all my bluster and good feelings I bowed out early and failed miserably at NaNoWriMo. Ended up around 16,000 words. It was an abject failure. Sadness was felt. Feelings of inadequacy promulgated.
Then I realized I had broken a cardinal rule that I didn't think applied to me: I wasn't writing about what I knew. I mean sure I'd researched it and in a sense it was important to me, but I didn't KNOW it. And I think with NaNoWriMo if you don't KNOW your subject, you're going to get bogged down in research and fall behind and possibly give up. At least that's what happened to me.
Initially this realization vexed me, because I didn't think I knew anything about anything that would make for an interesting novel. Then my life kind of...dissolved. They say out of pain rises inspiration.
So I'm back for another year. And this NaNoWriMo is going to be deeply personal. Part therapy, part fantasy. Fantasy in the "wish this is how it could have happened... sort of" sense, not the elves and goblins sense.
Thus is born my 2010 NaNoWriMo: The Dissolution of Xavier Hague
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