This week is the last week of classes, which means I have all sorts of papers and projects to be working on. Which, of course, means I’m procrastinating by writing a terribly long-overdue blog post. Congrats, gentle readers! You win!
Well. NaNoWriMo has come and gone, and I have failed spectacularly. I’ve never won, though I’ve gone on to complete novels that I’ve started during NaNo, but this year I can barely even say I started it.
I think I capped out around 6k words.
Even the logo is disappointed in me.
I think there’s a lot of reasons for that, and a lot of excuses for it, too. I think I’ve got a solid base for a short story, though, which is what I think it was meant to be from the start. We’ll see where it ends up, eventually.
I’m sort of in this strange in-between land of waiting on agents to get back to me (though, I haven’t heard “no” yet, which is always good!) With my first novel, Broken, they were all pretty quick to reject me (and that’s okay) so it was easy to shelve it for a while and move on to the next project. With this one, I want to edit but I’m worried about editing before I hear back from some of my more promising leads. I want to work on another project, but I’m worried about funneling my creative energy into something before I hear back about this one and know where I should be focusing my creative energies.
Which is just silly, I know. I think, maybe, I’m worried that if I “move on” to another project, I’ll feel like I’m admitting defeat with this one? Which is also silly, but there ya go.
Hopefully, in two weeks when the semester is over, I can regroup and refocus. Until then, I’m going to try not to stress out about it.
Since I know where my creative energies should be going right now: My papers and projects for school.
Oh, fine. I’m going. /stomps off
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Well, hey, there’s always next year, right? I didn’t even get started this year. I think I knew better than to expect anything other than disappointment.
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