So, to most of you it has only been a week since I gushed about my plans for NaNo and confided to all of you about my fears. For me it’s been three weeks and in those three weeks I realized something.
I may pretend to be crazy, a lot of people maythink that I’m crazy, but I’m really not. Or at least, I don’t want to be.
I decided to sit this NaNo out. What’s that mean for me? It means that I’m getting eight hours of sleep. It means that I’m able to maintain a social life. It means that I am responsible for cooking my own meals.
Hmm… maybe it’s not too late to change my mind again… I was really looking forward to having all my meals catered.
All of that aside, I think sitting NaNo out was the right decision for me this year. I haven’t had any down time since May and it was beginning to show. If I have some extra time, I’ll flip through my novel from last year. Maybe with a fresh set of eyes I’ll be able to get it scrubbed up enough to start sending out. But if I don’t this month, that’s okay. I’m not going to stress about it. I’ll be the well-rested one at the write-ins. The person who isn’t guzzling coffee at ten pm.
Aren’t you jealous?
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