Where the birth of a NanoDictionary happens.

I grabbed my cup of coffee this morning (Starbuck's home grounds with natural Caramel flavors--Yum!) and sat down to write a blog post. I spent some time perusing through blogs I follow (as I usually do), saw most people drowning in Nano's wicked waters, and found other helpful information on agent-editor contract negotiations.

Usually that's all it takes for a hint of a post to spark.

Not today.

I'm Nanofried. That's a new word. And during Nano month you're not supposed to edit, so there you have it.

I'm about 3K words behind where I need to be. (My Nano meter on the site desperately needs to be updated, but that takes time, and my time is either spent writing or catching up around the house.)

I can imagine that doing Nanowrimo might be a little like what it must be to be up against a deadline. (Didn't you hate all those teeny-tiny words clumped together just there? There'd be a better way to write that sentence, no? But no eidting, remember? Heh. There I go again.)

Anyway, you have to pump out your story. You have a time frame to do it in that seems darn near impossible. Everyone around you is cheering you on. You can finish! You can succeed! You're so close! Dedicate yourself to writing!

And then the world steps in. Children beckon (or whine, holler, scream, fight, and generally distract from your work-in-progress). Laundry piles up and you're tired of wearing your sweats all day--okay, so this could never happen, but still. Your family is starting to notice and intervene by bringing over Gallon bottles of Tide.
Dinner consists of Macaroni-and-Cheese and Ramen bringing you back to your college days. You don't mind, except you remember the Freshmen Fifteen because of all that instant food. Ugh. On top of all that, there are serpent-like writing destroyers that shove their poisonous heads into your perfect writing world: birthdays, bridal showers, baby showers, weddings, family gatherings, out-of-towners visiting, the Queen coming to town, Pink playing nearby, yada, yada.

But above all that, you write anyway. You feel productive. A sense of accomplishment washes over you. The fact that you've managed to create something in such a short amount of time makes you proud like no other writing endeavor has before.

I don't know who said it, but it's a great quote anyway: "Do not fear the winds of adversity. Remember, a kite rises against the wind, rather than with it."

Now get Nanoing. Catch up. You can do it. (I think I'm seriously going to start a Nanowrimo dictionary. Whatcha think?)