Writing Un-Progress and all things Complaining
For the past four years, each November, I participated in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWrimo). Every year, I did not officially complete the challenge, but usually was able to complete a good 3/4 of a novel and then complete it within the first month or so of the new year. Making me feel a sense of accomplishment, pride, and well--like I did something special with the previous year and started the new year off on the right foot in my writing world. This year, I didn't sign up. Didn't make the false promise to finish a novel in 30 days, nor get caught up in the hype of the contest.
Part of this sudden lapse in my enthusiasm is my current writing motivation... it doesn't exist. Don't threaten me to start writing again--because I AM STILL writing. I pushed out a proposal and sample chapters for my non-fiction book. I wrote near 3000 words on my novel-in-progress yesterday (it had been stagnate for a good month), and I am finding some creativity in a novella I am trying to pound out. So, all in all, I haven't given up on my writing, I just haven't been driven to finish anything.
If you've followed this blog from the beginning... you would notice every year I have a slight drought. A time when I just don't write well and get all down-and-out about my path to publication (read: doubt my angle to get traditionally published, when I really could self-publish my own books or use eBook publishers, or say, offer my books for free to just get readers.... remember, I don't expect to get rich doing this writing thing). And this is the time this year. Unfortunately. Participating in NanoWrimo usually pushes it off until January of the new year, but it has landed hard and early for writing year 2005/2006.
I could spout off all the reasons why I am not interested in writing (possible major life change, work chaos in preparation for the holiday drought, laziness, time of year), but really I know it is just the drought I suffer every year. It is a form writer's block or writerly depression for me... or at least the one concrete way I know I am bordering on a month or so of lack of energy or enthusiasm for everything related to writing. So, it is with great sadness, I am warning you the blog posts might become erratic and likely quite boring until I get out of this funk.
Part of this sudden lapse in my enthusiasm is my current writing motivation... it doesn't exist. Don't threaten me to start writing again--because I AM STILL writing. I pushed out a proposal and sample chapters for my non-fiction book. I wrote near 3000 words on my novel-in-progress yesterday (it had been stagnate for a good month), and I am finding some creativity in a novella I am trying to pound out. So, all in all, I haven't given up on my writing, I just haven't been driven to finish anything.
If you've followed this blog from the beginning... you would notice every year I have a slight drought. A time when I just don't write well and get all down-and-out about my path to publication (read: doubt my angle to get traditionally published, when I really could self-publish my own books or use eBook publishers, or say, offer my books for free to just get readers.... remember, I don't expect to get rich doing this writing thing). And this is the time this year. Unfortunately. Participating in NanoWrimo usually pushes it off until January of the new year, but it has landed hard and early for writing year 2005/2006.
I could spout off all the reasons why I am not interested in writing (possible major life change, work chaos in preparation for the holiday drought, laziness, time of year), but really I know it is just the drought I suffer every year. It is a form writer's block or writerly depression for me... or at least the one concrete way I know I am bordering on a month or so of lack of energy or enthusiasm for everything related to writing. So, it is with great sadness, I am warning you the blog posts might become erratic and likely quite boring until I get out of this funk.
