Yeah, never know what or when you will get a post. I really wish I would keep up with this blog but I don't. I sometimes wonder if starting a new blog is what I should do. Box of Chocolates was my first attempt at blogging and served a purpose many years ago. Now I find it to be my younger self neglected with age.
I recently started a math blog thinking narrowing down the topic would help but I never post there. I also have craft blog and hardly post there too. I love to write, I crave writing time. I am about to start a new writing project but I needed to write today. I just wanted to write words, type my thoughts, publish the outcome.
I started a book in November. I signed up to do NaNoWriMo, National Novel Writing Month. The goal is 50,000 words in 30 days. I think it is a great nonprofit organization and if I was teaching in a classroom we would do it as a class.
I wrote 50,000 words plus a few in one continuous story line. I really enjoyed the intentional sitting down and writing for a goal everyday. When I was done I didn't like much of what I wrote. Once I got to 30,000 words I was not going to give up. As much as I didn't like the story, I was half way to my goal so I kept on writing. Once November was over and my goal met I started to write less everyday.
December is so busy. January and February are full of snow days. For me snow days are not great writing days because there are three to four extra people in the house. January and February have come and gone. March is here and I was just about to give up when CampNaNo started to send me emails. April has another writing challenge! Just in time of my wondering heart. I really started to miss November the goals to word counts the need to write and needed November to get here quicker.
For months I think and listen to things differently. I suppose it is all the process of a writer. When we had a bad ice storm this winter I went outside to listen to the frozen rain just to listen and see if I could remember the sound for if I ever need to write a ice storm into a story. I watch people and pay attention to my surroundings what things sound like, what they smell like. I think about my next main character and what they will be like, there likes and dislikes, the color of their hair, their passions and goals in life. The problem is I think about it and hardly write. With just days to go I hope all the thinking will pay off at the end of April.
Here is to another 50,000!
I recently started a math blog thinking narrowing down the topic would help but I never post there. I also have craft blog and hardly post there too. I love to write, I crave writing time. I am about to start a new writing project but I needed to write today. I just wanted to write words, type my thoughts, publish the outcome.
I started a book in November. I signed up to do NaNoWriMo, National Novel Writing Month. The goal is 50,000 words in 30 days. I think it is a great nonprofit organization and if I was teaching in a classroom we would do it as a class.
I wrote 50,000 words plus a few in one continuous story line. I really enjoyed the intentional sitting down and writing for a goal everyday. When I was done I didn't like much of what I wrote. Once I got to 30,000 words I was not going to give up. As much as I didn't like the story, I was half way to my goal so I kept on writing. Once November was over and my goal met I started to write less everyday.
December is so busy. January and February are full of snow days. For me snow days are not great writing days because there are three to four extra people in the house. January and February have come and gone. March is here and I was just about to give up when CampNaNo started to send me emails. April has another writing challenge! Just in time of my wondering heart. I really started to miss November the goals to word counts the need to write and needed November to get here quicker.
For months I think and listen to things differently. I suppose it is all the process of a writer. When we had a bad ice storm this winter I went outside to listen to the frozen rain just to listen and see if I could remember the sound for if I ever need to write a ice storm into a story. I watch people and pay attention to my surroundings what things sound like, what they smell like. I think about my next main character and what they will be like, there likes and dislikes, the color of their hair, their passions and goals in life. The problem is I think about it and hardly write. With just days to go I hope all the thinking will pay off at the end of April.
Here is to another 50,000!
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