You know you are sunk when you get to 28,000 words and realise you just don’t want to be writing the story you are. So although practically I could finish nanowrimo this year, I won’t.
Life is too short to be writing stuff you are not interested in. However I will keep on writing.
I have been reading Anne Lamott’s Bird by Bird and she talks about writing because you want to write, not because you want to get published. That, is a very liberating thing, because it means you can write what you feel drawn to, not what you feel you “should” be.
And nobody likes shoulds.
So today I will write… Something. And when it isn’t an awful first draft, I shall post it ❤