Somedays you write five thousand words with ease.
Somedays you stare at the screen and decide that you've been staring at a screen for far too long and you need a break.
Being sick certainly had a major factor in it.
Day three consisted of alot of sleep, errand running, laying down, thinking, conversing with loved ones, trying to sort out some issues and plans...and in general not being around the novel.
Time away from Nanowrimo (in select and planned amounts) can be good.
Too much time away and you lose momentum.
But even if words are slipping away and it feels that time is the enemy (isn't it always?) it is okay to step away and get a breather.
Live too much in the novel trying to fine tune details and you can completely loose perspective and track of everything.
I cannot say the novel was not on my mind at all because when I start a writing project it becomes a part of me until it is finished. It sits there crying for me to come tinker, to work, to commit more of my soul, blood and energy to it...and sometimes the right answer is no.
But for a time.
Because there IS a time for everything.
Including writing fifty thousand words in a month.
This is your time.
The work you are doing now is a gift you can give to yourself that no one else could ever hope to.
The more I have written the more I have discovered about me.
In more ways than one, writing the five previous novels helped shape me into the man I am today.
Art is funny like that.
We attempt to shape something that ends up shaping us.
Pushing us.
Pulling us.
Directing us into paths we never knew existed.
It's often times scary.
Change always brings the unexpected.
But after a day of rest, I think it's time to see what's beyond the looking glass.
-Matt
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