I have never written a novel before. I am working hard to finish it, but it is not yet completed. It is a work in progress. But NaNoWriMo made me do it. Life is hectic. I am a wife, mother, teacher, then writer. I have lots of motherly/wifely responsibilities that need to be taken care of on a daily basis. I try to do it all, yet I am only human.
NaNoWriMo has shown me that I can get it done. Writing a novel is something that was on my bucket list and is quickly becoming a reality. I had hoped to get it done some day. I knew I could do it eventually considering I had written a couple of picture book manuscripts. I don’t know if it will be any good. I have hopes that it will be and maybe it will get published. Doesn’t every writer. But even if it doesn’t, I did it for me. I didn’t do it for fame or fortune. I did it to say that I could do it.
Of course I am going to edit and revise and edit and revise, probably to the point of insanity. Hopefully, at some point, I will get the courage to submit it to someone after being rejected for my other manuscripts. But the bottom line is, I did it for me and my family. I did it to show my daughter that hard work pays off. That you can accomplish dreams and do the impossible. Thank you NaNoWriMo. 10,000 more to go and I can check one off my bucket list.
Over the last few days I have been really sick. Even as I sit here and write this, I definitely don’t feel super great (my ears have the hearing ability of an eighty-year-old man right now). I do not like being sick, but I am definitely glad my body told me to slow down. Well, let’s be honest, my husband told me to slow down too and I was not happy about it.
Lately, I have been going at a pace that was absolutely unsustainable. Working, Mommying, and writing, plus all of the other more menial tasks that I have to get done in a twenty-four hour day. There is another reason though, that I am glad I was not able to write. It made me slow down and think. Just because my body slows down, does not mean my mind does. I am writing one of the more important scenes in the book and it made me slow down and really think about it strategically. I considered how I wanted to write it and what it would look like in my head as the words came off my fingers.
It has also taught me that I am not superman. There are only so many things that I can accomplish at a time. I am very driven, tenacious and stubborn. No one tells me I can’t do something, even my body. But maybe, it is important that I slow down and don’t kill myself before I get to complete the things I am working on. Plus, my husband might end up killing me too.