How’s it going, wrimo?
Is your word count soaring so high you can barely see it up there in the clouds? If so, congratulations. You’ve worked hard and maybe had a bit of luck, and you’re well on your way to a November that’s successful not just for the purple Winner bar, but also because you’ve done something you probably didn’t think was possible. Maybe you’ve won before, but this year is different because life threw different challenges your way and still you’ve found time and energy and ideas to write big. Keep up it, stretch your goals, stretch yourself. Aim for the stars! (I don’t hold with this shoot for the moon, if you miss you’ll land among the stars nonsense. The stars are further away than the moon If you miss the moon, you’ll land among satellites and space waste. Shoot for the stars. They are prettier and there are more of them.)
Is your word count floundering? Are you struggling to find time to write among the rest of life’s demands? Or ideas amongst the mire of inner editor and self-doubt? Or energy because you’re sick, or working too hard, or just burning the candle at both ends and in the middle too? Don’t panic. Even if you stop now, you’ve probably written more words this month than you otherwise would have, and that makes you a winner too. Really, it does – NaNoWriMo is only a challenge against yourself and you just beat your none-nanoing self! But anyway, you’re not going to stop now. We’re not even halfway there yet. There’s plenty of time to catch up, or at least to write more. Review your targets, set yourself something stretching but achievable whether that’s 50,000 or 5,000 words and then GO GO GO. Tonano is behind you. If it helps, head over to our chatroom for some real-time motivation from fellow wrimos. If it doesn’t, ignore chat and get back to writing. You can do this, and when you do, we’ll be there to pat you on the back!
Or are you like me? Little Miss (or Mr, Dr, whatever) On Par? We, my friends, are the plodders. But you’ve read about the tortoise and the hare. You know that plodding is nothing to be ashamed of. We’ll win, just like the Soarers and we’ll beat our non-nanoing selves just like the Flounderers. Keep plodding on, keep hammering out those 1667 words and maybe a few extras on a good day, and we’ll drag ourselves across the finish line at 11.59pm on November 30th with a smile on our faces and our shells still firmly attached.
This is NaNoWriMo, people, we will ALL win in our own ways, we will ALL support each other to the end, and we can ALL celebrate at the TGIO on 1st December.