After six year I’ve never completed Nanowrimo, but I keep going at it every year. I knew there was a reason, but I just couldn’t put my finger on it till a eureka-moment about two minutes after I woke this morning.
Nanowimo 2009 was the year I started an original fantasy novel, I was still neck deep in writing fanfiction and was trying to break my writing back into original fiction.
I struggled that year, writing a measly 9,000 words. It was just a beginning of a story. It sat on my laptop for months, then all 9,000 words got deleted because they were crap.
Fast forward to 2015 and that same original idea has turned into…
5 outlined novels
305,000 written words.
I’m trying to get the first book published at the moment, so it’s why I haven’t written more. This whole world has come to life and has been transformed into something completely different than the original book.
The only thing that’s still the same was that very first thought.
I finally found my reason of why I keep trying Nanowrimo when everything else tells me to stop.
It has giving me my first and most precious series of novels that I’ve ever written, characters and a world I probably wouldn’t have thought of if I wasn’t forced too in 2009.
That’s the reason why I keep doing Nanowrimo. That even though what I write might be crap, might be deleted after November, that I can still scavenge something from the pile of crap. Something that I’d finally be able to send off to publishers.
It’s to kick my writing brain back into gear, to stop worrying about editing and to stop over-thinking.
It’s not all about the winning.