My current nanowrimo word count is hovering just above 26000, and I’m feeling a little bit deflated and annoyed with myself.
Don’t get me wrong I’m over halfway through and am pleased with how my story is going and am excited about finishing. I think the problem is that I’d promised myself, (pretty harshly) not to fall behind this year.
For the first week I did well and actually established a buffer. But the real life intervened with work and family, quite simply I don’t have the mental energy to do a full days thinking at work before coming home and writing. Not helped when sleep doesn’t happen.
The problem is the standard I have set myself not for nanowrimo but for the rest of the year. I have been wondering in my spare moments how to keep the nanowrimo momentum going for the rest of year. I don’t think that is realistic or attainable for me at the moment, not without sacrificing important parts of my life, my health or my family.
I have learnt I can write 3000 words on days I don’t work on other things and I’ll use this knowledge to establish a new balance in my work. Most importantly I’m going to make a conscious effort to stop beating myself up for failing to meet my nanowrimo pace for the rest of the year.
Even if that means blogging while on a windy train station platform waiting for a late train.