October 31st, 2014. NaNoWriMo was beginning the next day, and this year I would do it!
For those who don’t live in the on-line writing world, NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month, an annual internet-based creative writing project where writers set themselves a goal, and go for it! Some I know have had great success. My friend, Violet, is wrapping up the first draft of the third book in her Charlotte series, written in as many years, the first two already published!
I could do that, I thought. I have two WIPs on the go (Works In Progress). This will be my push to get one of them done. I even had an accountability partner, dear friend Melanie, who stayed in contact, giving little nudges, trying to move me forward.
My goal, however, became, a moving target as ‘stuff’ kept getting in the way.
Doggone life and its interference, I moaned. How can I keep to a writing schedule when events, needs, and deadlines keep dropping in, uninvited and unannounced?
God’s answer to a slightly annoyed prayer put me in my place very quickly.
If it wasn’t for life and its interference you would have no content.
No content. The confabulations, contradictions and confusions of my life are the foundation of my writing.
Looking back on November’s NaNoWriMo and my lack of progress on my WIPs, I see that I have:
- written and presented 1 devotional for my church’s Annual Meeting
- written 1 eight minute talk presented to a forum on Seniors (with an invitation to do another in the future)
- written the base of a 15 minute talk to be given next month at church
- given editorial input to two different writer friends
- offered encouragement to another few writer friends
- and experienced a few events that, once I’ve processed the struggles with Jesus, will become content for future writing, sharing and learning.
Okay, Lord. I guess my NaNoWriMo was a success after all – just not in the way I imagined it!
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