||[Nov. 2nd, 2014|09:42 pm]
I'm doing Nanowrimo again. It's been three years since the last time I did it. I read the posts I made about doing it in 2011. Seems like so long ago, and all I can remember was how much I sucked and how much it felt like pulling hair to get my words out.|
Truthfully, even though I studied writing in college and took writing classes, I don't consider myself a writer. I haven't written in the time since 2011. I had plans to do so, but I just never really did. Mostly I've just left a wake of dashed hopes and given up projects -- see my horror journal below.
This time the writing has come a bit more easily. I'm flying by the seat of my pants, and I didn't even have a solid idea chosen until October 31st, but in my first two days I've managed 6,767 words. That's pretty good I think. Not as good as some of the other folks in my region, but better than last time, and better than the pace car of 1,667 words per day.
I've not been writing in the past three years, but my confidence seems to have improved. It's not (all) crap coming out of my fingertips. I doubt it's publishable, but that's not what I'm thinking about at this point. At this point, I just want to get some more words out of me. Just for the sake of doing. I think that's a good goal in and of itself. Just let the words bleed out . . .