I’ve tried to commit to NaNoWriMo every November when it comes around. Every single year I announce a project and hope that this will be the year that I actually manage to hit 50,000 words. I almost got there once during Camp NaNoWriMo, but at 47,000 words I still didn’t fulfil my NaNo dreams. This year, like every other, I’m going to attempt the same improbable feat.
In many ways, this year is the perfect year for me to finally triumph and get that certificate. I’m on a break from work and focusing entirely on my mental health, which incidentally has involved a lot of writing my way through depression. I have nothing but time to explore my feelings and daydreams through fiction.
But. Also. My energy and mood have been fluctuating wildly and it seems utterly impossible that I’ll be able to write 1,667 words every single day.