The first year without NaNoWriMo is hard. I feel left out, left behind; I feel like the kid who can't come out and play because she has homework, or like the grownup who can't go on the fun trip because she has a day job. (Boy have I been THERE too many times.) I didn't think I'd miss NaNo this much.
If it's that fun, maybe I want to keep doing it... after I figure out how to make progress on the stuff that's harder for me. Last night Rob and I brainstormed a little about goals. I don't yet have something to commit to. I'm flailing and not sure how to decide. More on that later.
Unless I'm suddenly a busy busy world-famous author by this time next year, I may come back to NaNo.
If it's that fun, maybe I want to keep doing it... after I figure out how to make progress on the stuff that's harder for me. Last night Rob and I brainstormed a little about goals. I don't yet have something to commit to. I'm flailing and not sure how to decide. More on that later.
Unless I'm suddenly a busy busy world-famous author by this time next year, I may come back to NaNo.