Nanowrimo, My Helpful Health-Stealing Frenemy

You know what’s hard? Nanowrimo. But I’ve got to do it. I’ve just got to. It will make me a better writer. I have done it for a few years now and I haven’t yet reached my goal. That doesn’t matter, though. What does matter is that I will do it, because it’s good for me. Nanowrimo is a messy experience. I ignore everything else, and just write, more than I do already. I sleep less than usual, too. Not good. But it’s happening. I might write less on Prose while I participate in that hell-hole of a writing goal, but hopefully I’ll come back with good stories to tell. Hopefully, I will come back as a writer that is more qualified to tell a decent story. Nanowrimo will have some nasty consequences, but everything in life will. I’ve got to do it. So, here’s to writing. Here’s to not giving up before I’ve tried. Here’s to having hope. And here’s to believing I can do it.