What Was I Thinking?
I'm not really sure what came over me, but I signed up for NaNoWriMo today.
I have no real plot in mind and only the vaguest of characters to throw into it, so I'm under no illusion that I'll be writing anything that anyone would want to read. Why would I think that writing a novel in 30 days would be an attainable goal for me? Is it that I feel I've honed my writing skills by being an incredibly prolific blogger? Errrmmm.....clearly not.
I can only think of three reasons why I would sign up for an event that is clearly going to be horrific:
a) I'm a masochist,
b) I lack the backbone to stand up to the peer pressure being applied by two people at work who are also doing it,
and
c) I remembered my college habit of preferring to tidy everything in the apartment to typing a paper due the following day, and I realized that NaNoWriMo's deadline offered the perfect opportunity for our house to get cleaned in places that haven't seen a dust cloth since we moved in.
I'm not sure if the undertaking of this task will result in my blog remaining unwritten for many weeks, or if I'll suddenly start posting up a storm in an effort to procrastinate once I've tweezed all the cobwebs from between the radiator pipes.
Oh dear, it's nearly time to time to tie up my hair with my thinking ribbon. Wish me luck!
I have no real plot in mind and only the vaguest of characters to throw into it, so I'm under no illusion that I'll be writing anything that anyone would want to read. Why would I think that writing a novel in 30 days would be an attainable goal for me? Is it that I feel I've honed my writing skills by being an incredibly prolific blogger? Errrmmm.....clearly not.
I can only think of three reasons why I would sign up for an event that is clearly going to be horrific:
a) I'm a masochist,
b) I lack the backbone to stand up to the peer pressure being applied by two people at work who are also doing it,
and
c) I remembered my college habit of preferring to tidy everything in the apartment to typing a paper due the following day, and I realized that NaNoWriMo's deadline offered the perfect opportunity for our house to get cleaned in places that haven't seen a dust cloth since we moved in.
I'm not sure if the undertaking of this task will result in my blog remaining unwritten for many weeks, or if I'll suddenly start posting up a storm in an effort to procrastinate once I've tweezed all the cobwebs from between the radiator pipes.
Oh dear, it's nearly time to time to tie up my hair with my thinking ribbon. Wish me luck!
posted by Petula Darling at
10/31/2008 07:23:00 PM
7 Comments:
I love your illustrative photo! Someone asked me if I was going to do NaNoWriMo, and I snorted derisively. You are verrry brave.
Oh, I should say, the derisive snort was about *my* abilities, not about the NaMoWriMo ...
I see we share the same methods of procrastination. Perhaps I should sign up as well -- just to give myself the motivation to clean the ceiling fan or something as equally hideous! Good luck!
Hahahahahahahaha ... at least signing up for Nanowrimo made you post on your blog :))
Good luck! I know you can do it!
Hey! Peer pressure? Hmm? who asked whom first, hmmmmm?
((goes off giggling))
What fun! i should do something like this to kick my own booty! I have a vague idea for a screenplay featuring Steve Corell and tap shoes!
Lordy I'm just so glad that you are back! I eagerly await each installment. does that mean every bloody day?
Glad to see you are posting again. Is that really where you got your name? Cool!
I am unfamilar with the writing blog you speak of. I'm sure you'll do great though.
I have the same clean thing with knitting. Perhaps THAT is why I don't knit as often as I think about it. I hate housework. :-)
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