Someone grab me a paper bag. A big one. I’m going to need it because, as of tomorrow, I will be attempting to write a novel of at least 50,000 words in 30 days. A good friend of mine, tired of my constant professions of a desire to write a novel, has goaded me into signing up for NaNoWriMo.
This rather silly combination of words stands for National Novel Writing Month. November is the month, and the goal is to produce a novel of at least 50,000 words by the end of November, starting tomorrow.
50,000 words, do you realize that that’s 1,667 words every day for 30 days? My average blog post is about 600 words, so this is really going to be pushing it for me. I’m excited, though, because this is something I’ve been wanting to do since I was a wee child and knowing that I’m undertaking the task in the company of so many people is comforting.
It is going to be really difficult, though, let’s not kid ourselves here. I’m juggling the writing for three blogs, working 50 hours a week, and even after three years of marriage I still really like spending time with my husband, so squeezing in the time for writing 1,667 words every day is going to be really hard.
If nothing else, it’ll be an opportunity to prove to my very persistent friend that I can make good on my assurances that I really would like to write a novel. He’s going to be holding me accountable and I hope all of you will as well. Who knows, maybe I’ll actually finish the novel, someone will want to publish it, and then people will actually pay to read my writing…What a ridiculous thought!