2014 was my first attempt at NaNoWriMo. I failed in the most spectacular of fashions. Just shy of 16k words. Out of a minimum 50k. Not even halfway. For someone who only decided on Oct 31st that they’d give it a go, I’m not ashamed. In fact, I’m bloody impressed.
Of course, I could run through the ‘excuses’, I’d just moved to Oxford, I’d just started a new job, I’d just come back from GameCity, blah blah blah. Excuses mean nothing. I’m still impressed.
The 15k words I wrote are probably garbage. I can’t even bring myself to go back and read what I wrote, but here’s a link – I can’t even remember what my overarching plot was meant to be.
I started 2015 with an awesome writing plan – a short story a day! Aiming for around 500 words, using Story Cubes, what could go wrong? Turns out, everything can go wrong. You go out one evening after work and are too tired to write that day’s story, boom, behind schedule. You’re sick for three days, can’t even look at a screen and spend a few days recovering? Boom, behind schedule. You start trying to improve your fitness and get a rigid gym schedule going? Boom, behind schedule. You get the picture.
I’m a little sad that I won’t be in Oxford for this year’s NaNoWriMo as the architecture and history of the city made for some great inspiration. However, I’ll be partaking from Manchester. The city where I’ve never felt so creative, so motivated. Maybe that’ll help me. Maybe my plan will help me.
I don’t have a plan yet, per se. But read this as a pledge. A pledge that over the months between now and Oct 31st, I shall conjure up a plan, a plot, maybe even some fully fleshed out characters ready to bring them to life on Nov 1.