I start a new job tomorrow. Not a writing job, although it is sort of related. I am going to work for our local public library. Yep!
And because the fates like to do funny things with a poor mortals, next Monday starts the National Novel Writing Month, NaNoWriMo, to those in the know. I signed up.
This is a challenge to write 50,000 words in the space of a month, 30 days (29 if you plan to take off for Thanksgiving). The idea is to be so focused on word count that you don't stop to edit your work, just write, write, write! Believe it our not, most writers are their own worst critique and can't seem to finish a piece because the are continually editing what they just wrote.
Unfortunately the creative side of our brains and the analytical side do not play well together. Trust me, I found this out the hard way!
So, having to crank out 1666.66 words (about a chapter for most of us) per day, every day for a month leaves no time for the critical side of our minds to get in our way.
I am a glutton for punishment it seems. New job and a chapter a day on a brand new novel. By December 1st, I should have the makings of at least the major part of my time travel fantasy, Dare to Dream and be settled into my new job...or dead. In the meantime, bear with me.
There is only so much time in 24 hours ...like 24 hours ... and it takes me at least 6 uninterrupted to write 1666.66 words, (I have to think of the words, put them in some sort of order that makes sense and type them out okay?) then the job, and the dogs and well... something has to give way. So do not panic, I'm probably still alive.