Thank Goodness It’s December, because, frankly, November was kind of a terrible month. Glad to have it behind me. Not that I’m really ready for it to be December and almost Christmas and almost 2013.
I’m feeling a bit disappointed in myself that I didn’t write more than about 1000 words of fiction towards Nanowrimo. Oh sure, there was the plague that completely wiped me out for 3.5 days: days that I still think the universe owes me, but I don’t think I’m getting back. And even now, three weeks later, I’ve still got drainage, and if I talk for too long, my voice goes weird. (At least I haven’t gotten sick again…knock on wood…a number of people are on round 2 of the crud…).
Getting knocked back like that really took the wind out of my sails as far as writing goes. For awhile there, I could barely stay awake, let alone want to think and be creative. So I read. A lot. But even if I knew I wasn’t going to make it to 50,000 words and “win” the Nanowrimo challenge, that wasn’t the point: working towards a writing habit is the goal, and I wish I had tried a little harder to achieve that.
December is a new month, and I’m going to try again. Not a specific word goal, per se, but a daily goal of doing something.
Writers write. Right?
(Yes, I did just say that. Sorry.)
But first, I might have to read a bit. I’m at a good part of my current book. Ha.