It's the month of November. November is a busy month, just in general, with Thanksgiving, Christmas shopping, school finals, the seasons and weather begin to change rapidly. The list can go on. But this is also the month of NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month. This year, more than 300,000 people are participating around the world. I am one of them. This is going to be a post about writing. Also, a very rare public, personal post. So cherish it.
I love writing. I really do. I've written fiction since before I can remember, partially my own creations and then some fanfiction along the way. I have grown in my skills throughout the years, and for the past three years I have participated in NaNoWriMo, where you write 50,000 words in the month of November. The first two years I failed, and last year I finally succeeded. I don't know how that happened, but it did and it was a nice to be able to finally relax on December first after a month of the constant stress of trying to get your word count in and finish a novel. It came out to be over 63,000 words, pretty decent. It isn't the longest piece of literature that I've ever written, but it is a nice amount, especially after only thirty days and nights.
The thing about writing with me, though, when I don't have the motivation to continue, is that I look at the word counter, and the page numbers, and think, "Man, I've done a lot in just the span of five days." Which I have. Currently, I have almost 8,000 words, and over forty pages (Courier New, size 12, double spaced, 1" margins). At the end of the night, I'll have over 9,000. This is more than I've written in the past year alone.
I'm tired. I guess it's partly due to the fact that I have finals this week, starting tomorrow, and I'm a high school senior just waiting in agony to graduate and be able to live a life that I want to live without the chore of homework (at least, until college starts). Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that I'm losing my motivation to write this month. I have so much planned for the book that I'm writing for this month, and even with that, I can't find any type of reason to continue. I have three more books to write after this! If I can't finish this one, how am I going to get to the other ones?
Maybe it's because it's the original draft, essentially "Draft 0", where I'm just trying to get down the basic idea of what the novel will be. I need to get down the characters, or at least the main ones, with the scenes and general conversations, with a feel of how the world around them will look like. Then, I edit. Add in characterization, more surrounding detail, and then print it. Edit, fix what I want edited. Print it again. Edit. Print. Give to a close friend to read, talk to them about it, and if they believe anything minor or major needs to be rearranged or fixed, look at it and think about.
Leave it for a few months, look back at it, and edit it once more. Maybe then will I be finished. Maybe.
That is a long process. It is a lot of work to do that. This is just the beginning.