Me: Hey! National Novel Writing Month! I love NaNo. Maybe I could do NaNo again this year.
Fear: Are you high? You have edits due to your copyeditor at the end of November.
Me: True. But there’s the heady rush of new stories, new characters, crazy people jumping off roofs onto steampunk dirigibles…
Me: So much coolness…and kisses! We haven’t written one of those in a while.
Prudence: You’re just chasing a shiny new idea.
Me: I’m not chasing. Courting maybe…Shiny likes me too.
Fear: Failure’s not an option - you have to finish those edits. If you go off chasing some steampunk skirt, you’re going to miss that deadline and hate your life. You’ll be up all night, cramming edits at the last minute, forgetting to pick up your children from school, cooking the cat for dinner, and wearing your shoes on the wrong feet.
Prudence: And this is different than normal how…?
Fear: You’re not helping.
Ambition: We can do both! We’re a kick-ass writing team! No mountain is too high!
Inner Spock: It is within the realm of possibility. 50,000 words in 30 days is only 1667 words per day. Previous data shows a capacity for 800 words generated in an hour. In theory, that is only two of the twenty four hours each day.
Fear: TWO HOURS! *faints*
Me: Wow, two hours. Okay, maybe that would be a stretch on top of getting my edits done. Maybe Shiny will have to wait until next year.
Subconscious: Dirigibles! Epic! Kisses! Ninjas!
Me: Ninjas? There are no ninjas in this story.
Me: Maybe I should put ninjas in the story…
Ambition: Last year we did NaNo AND a major book launch! We can do this! Go team!
Prudence: You’re really nothing but trouble, aren’t you?
Fear: This might kills us. Send us to the hospital with pneumonia on Thanksgiving at a minimum.
Me: NaNo is a wild abandon of writing and imagination. A headlong rush of putting words on the page. It’s creativity on steroids. This totally fits with my plan to amp up my creativity by tapping into the boys in the basement, as Stephen King likes to call my subconscious.
Subconscious: Hot boys! In the basement!
Me: And it could be a great antidote to the grind that final edits can be. We would still stick to the original planned writing for November. This would just be a cherry on top.
Prudence: The plan. It’s always the plan that dies first. *cries*
Fear: That wouldn’t happen if you listened to me.
Me: A lot of things wouldn’t happen if I listened to you.
Fear: *sticks out tongue* *pouts in corner*
Ambition: We’re going to do it! It’s going to be awesome!
Me: It’s going to be hard. But hard is good. I like hard.
Ambition: Me too!
Inner Spock: I’ll have the spreadsheet ready for you momentarily.
Prudence: At least let it be okay if this is the first NaNo that you don’t finish, okay?
Subconscious: Steampunk! Kisses! Ninjas!
Me: No ninjas.
Me: Ok, maybe. But only if they kiss.
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