At Camp NaNo. 🙂
November is National Novel Writing Month but the NaNo team also holds camps in April and July. Though Camp NaNo is somewhat smaller than November’s hoopla, from what I see in numbers, it has grown considerably since its inception.
The difference between the one held in November and April and July’s Camp is the goal for November is to write a 50,000 word novel, while Camp is open and allows for more leeway. Open, as in anything goes. You set your own word count goal and it can include any kind of writing–fiction or nonfiction, poetry, blogging, memoir…you get the picture. With camp you’re also placed in virtual cabins with other writers; or not if you so choose.
I loved camping as a child, so I’m beyond thrilled to camp where it involves words and writing! Two of my favorite activities! 🙂
Anyone care to join me?
“Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the faucet is turned on.”
― Louis L’Amour
NaNoWriMo is over for this year, and I reached my goal of winning–two years in a row. While I thought I would be looking forward to taking a bit of time off from writing, instead it made me desire to adhere to my writing schedule even more. Writing is blissfully fulfilling to me. It’s what I do for fun, for peace, for growth. And I believe God gave me this gift for a purpose–to honor Him. And I am humbly grateful He chose little ole’ me to honor Him. What a gift! 🙂
“Relax. No, celebrate. You were meant to be on this road you’re walking. And because others have walked it before, you can do so as well—if you do not give up.
What we all have in common is our desire to tell a well-crafted story. To create characters and worlds that stand the test of time—be it one month, five years, or a hundred. So do you. Tell your story.”
— Sharon G. Flake, on soaring.
All is Grace.
With NaNoWriMo beginning in exactly three hours, I’m taking the month of November off to focus on my NaNo word count. Here’s wishing everyone a beautiful November. And to all my NaNo friends and cohorts, God willing, we will connect again 50,000 words later. Write, write, write. And most of all, enjoy the places your imagination takes you.
All is Grace.
It comes too easy for me to be in a perpetual state of planning. My day. An idea for a book. How to maximize my ability to serve. How to arrange my work area to best accommodate the reading or writing I “plan” to do. What I can do to be a good friend, good wife, good mother, good child of God. How to begin a blog. Oftentimes I find myself too exhausted from the planning phase to move into actively doing what I’ve spent so much time planning. The underlying reason? Sheer fear. Fear of not performing to a level that meets the expectations I place on myself, expectations that rise above anything I would ever expect from anyone else. Also, fear of failure. After all, I can’t fail in the planning phase, right? Wrong!
We fail when we don’t act according to the gifts God has so generously blessed us with. I still plan my day, but I’ve learned to be more realistic with how many hours are in a day and strive to use those hours wisely. Service work has been chosen by what God has so graciously placed on my heart, a passion for children. Had I not transitioned out of the planning phase, I wouldn’t have attempted NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) this past November, creating the first draft of a novel that’s been burning within me for so long. It would have still been a thought. And I wouldn’t have began this blog, something I’ve spent far too long planning so it would be perfect. But I’ve learned to be a little more gentle with myself. Perfection is no longer a burden I place on myself. Doing my best is good enough. And as long as I do my best, I cannot fail.