National Novel Writing Month starts today. Once again, I briefly thought about joining in but I already knew I wasn’t going to participate the moment I considered it. I know there are those who fanatically follow this wild race to 50,000 words, but I can’t seem to push myself in that way. Granted, I’m all about deadlines and meeting goals, but this always seemed a little much to me.
I once read a post about why the writer didn’t participate in NanoWriMo (as it’s called) and I really liked it. I wish I remembered what the article was so I could properly credit him, but he compared it to marathons. He asked the reader to compare running a full length marathon every day for 30 days. In the beginning, you’ll think it’s a breeze, but by the end of it your body has worn down: your joints are broken, you’re dehydrated, your muscles are worn off. It’s possible to finish, but you end with your body falling to pieces.
That’s how I see NanoWriMo: a wearing of the mind. Granted, I could probably reach 50,000 words if I really wanted to try and push myself. But by the end, the words will be garbled and not make much sense. It’s said that this doesn’t really matter but I can’t see myself doing this. I just can’t.
If you love the community and you like working towards a goal, then more power to you. For me, this isn’t my outlet. Just my thoughts tho.
And as always, there are always the variations of National Novel Writing Month. Writing in your blog every day, writing 25,000 words. That sort of thing. In this I can acknowledge that Nano has made us all creatives more aware of our art. And for that I can give the creators a resounding pat on the back.