NaNoWriMo post-mortem. I know this post is late.
After a few days of a break, I have tried to get back into writing as much every day as I can. It's hard to pick up that momentum where I left off, but I'm doing my best to get there. By the end of November, my total was 30,715 words. I can't believe I made it that far. I never thought I would get that far with any project, especially one of fiction. I've been most notably nonfiction for the longest time. I managed to make myself get up early every day, sit down with some tea/coffee/breakfast and write something. Even if I barely made it to 1,000 words, I made myself. A few times I was really lucky and hit 3-5,000; that was rare.
I have had time to reflect on the routine, and I have concluded that I love the momentum. I don't want to give it up just yet. There is proof that I can do it. I can continue this project. Imagine: I may even be in full editing mode by next NaNoWriMo - or shipping it out to potential publishers.
I plan to rotate each day for what I’ll write: every other day will be my novel; then some pieces that need touching up or have yet to be written in the nonfiction genre; then in between will be nicking away at either drabbles I want to do, random one-off one-shots, or continuations of never-completed Fanfiction pieces. I mean, I've got to get my other indulgences in while I'm at it.
Oh, also, here are three pictures of how December has turned out for me:
1. Me emerging early this month like a new baby with fictional ideas.
2. Snow that was about 2 or 3 inches at our apartment the other night that made me very excited.
3. Some chocolate chip, oatmeal cookies I made.