Monday was a day of celebrations:
- 36th wedding anniversary
- Verified NaNoWriMo winner!
The November roller coaster ride that crept ever so slowly toward the highest point, chugged along at a tortoise’s pace, finally reached the apex. The last two hundred words were written, verified on the website, and a winner declared. Join me, as we stretch our arms high overhead and scream at the top of our lungs (I hope you remembered to fasten your seatbelt)!
My journey began when the seed was planted by the leader of my writers group at our September meeting. I had heard of National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), but didn’t know much about it. Evelyn‘s words were encouraging, we had nothing to lose in trying to write 50,000 words during the month of November.
I considered it briefly, then quickly forgot about it as we prepared for an October vacation. Upon returning home, I got a email from Evelyn updating what I had missed at writers group that week. She included information on NaNoWriMo, which lightly watered the previously planted seed, and added the warmth of her encouraging words. A doubt came to mind, what would I write about? To sign up required a working title.
Out to the garden I went, trying to make up for a month of neglect. Bending low over the yarrow to cut away the deadness, the increased circulation to my brain brought with it the words, “The Gardener’s Guide to Devotion.” I stood up. I had a working title!
The first few days of November, I wrote with abandon, occasionally visiting the NaNoWriMo website to learn more. That’s when I realized I was writing nonfiction, not a novel; but found there was a rebel category for people like me.
To reach the 50,000 word goal in thirty days, 1,667 words per day are required. Knowing that Thanksgiving, a granddaughter’s birthday, and our anniversary fall in November, I increased my daily goal to 2,000 words per day, giving me five days “off.”
Early on, the words came easily. There are many life stories I want to share with my grandchildren, and this was the perfect opportunity to spill them upon the page. When it seemed the well was running dry, I found that taking time to get outside and experience nature refilled it.
The third week of November, hubby took a long weekend to do some work at his parent’s home. I came down with a cold, and seized the opportunity to write as much as I possibly could on that four-day weekend. That was the boost I needed. I was so close to the goal, I had no guilt in staying an extra day after Thanksgiving with the family. This past Saturday was spent doing some much-needed housecleaning, Sunday was a true day of rest.
Today, I’m sitting on top of the world. Join me to celebrate. And bring cake!