There’s this little thing called National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) some of you may have heard of. It takes place every year, and challenges writers to write 50,000 words during the month of November. This challenge is for completely insane people.
Speaker7 and I are only mostly insane, so last year we decided NaNoWriMo was not for us. We still wanted to push ourselves to be better writers or whatever people tell themselves while they’re torturing themselves every day. This is why we came up with NaNoWriNO which was our way of saying, “Yeah, that other fuckery not happening.”
I somehow managed to get through it, but promised myself I’d never do it again. Fast forward a year, and Speaker7 e-mailed me casually bringing up the idea of doing it again. Because I’m trying to wedge myself between her and Mr. Speaker7, I couldn’t say no. When I announced I was going to unnecessarily stress myself out on my Facebook page, Rachelle from Rich, Full Life In Spite of It mentioned I should join Rarasaur’s National Blog Post Month (NaBloPoMo) Poblano Team. After several hours lost in the abyss of writing acronyms, I ended up linking up to Team Poblano, BlogHer and Yeah Write.
Well, damn. I guess I’m really doing this now.
I have absolutely no idea what I’ll write about every day, and I certainly can’t promise it’s going to be any good. Some days you may get wisdom, and other days it may just be GIFs of me banging my head against my keyboard. If you unfollow me during this time I’ll understand, but that doesn’t mean I won’t put an ancient curse on your genitals.
I want to wish the best of luck to everyone who is participating in NaNoWriMo, NaNoWriNo, NaBloPoMo, or any variation thereof. We’re all going to need it.