NaNo postmortem
Dec. 3rd, 2018 07:51 pm...if that's even the right word. Idk.
NaNoWriMo is over and I'm feeling... weird. Weird, okay? Like, I wrote 18,658 words on the last day - that is a lot of goddamn words. (Most of them were "said", "um", and "uh" but you know what? Those are words.)
But 4tw waits for no man, and if I wanna get the next tier of wings I gotta keep my streak up. Which means I need to keep writing. And, I mean, that should be easy, right? No longer am I restricted to It's Raining Somewhere Else (not that I, uh, really was during NaNo, either - but I did manage 50k on that! ...and 22k on other things) - I can write anything in the world! Whatever I want.
So why don't I want to write at all?
Honestly, it's probably that last day that did me in. I purposely have my timezone set an hour ahead, so thatwhen if when I inevitably end up writing super late at night, I can get in my words for that day and also the next day - like, I started it because of the new site timezone issue, but I kept it that way because I ended up really liking it? Like, I thought I would hate it - I need that extra hour! I thought, but nope, turns out I don't - but it turns out I actually really, really like being able to knock out two days' worth of quota at once, if I feel like it. (I mean, I could always do that anyway, but I'm a lot more likely to be awake and writing at 11pm than I am at 12am - or at least I shouldn't be awake and writing at 12pm, though it, uh. It happens.)
Part of it, too, is where I am in the plot - if I want to advance, I have to fight bigger monsters than I maybe... want to, right now. I can't just knock out a 600 word monster and call it a day. Well, I could, but. Those next wings are in 3PC, so I'm gonna have to get there eventually. (Fortunately they're also almost a month away, so I don't have to advance the plot quite yet. But soon.)
I haven't actually, like, won a NaNo in like three years, so maybe this kind of writing exhaustion is normal and I just forgot about it. Like I said... I don't know. It's weird, is all.
NaNoWriMo is over and I'm feeling... weird. Weird, okay? Like, I wrote 18,658 words on the last day - that is a lot of goddamn words. (Most of them were "said", "um", and "uh" but you know what? Those are words.)
But 4tw waits for no man, and if I wanna get the next tier of wings I gotta keep my streak up. Which means I need to keep writing. And, I mean, that should be easy, right? No longer am I restricted to It's Raining Somewhere Else (not that I, uh, really was during NaNo, either - but I did manage 50k on that! ...and 22k on other things) - I can write anything in the world! Whatever I want.
So why don't I want to write at all?
Honestly, it's probably that last day that did me in. I purposely have my timezone set an hour ahead, so that
Part of it, too, is where I am in the plot - if I want to advance, I have to fight bigger monsters than I maybe... want to, right now. I can't just knock out a 600 word monster and call it a day. Well, I could, but. Those next wings are in 3PC, so I'm gonna have to get there eventually. (Fortunately they're also almost a month away, so I don't have to advance the plot quite yet. But soon.)
I haven't actually, like, won a NaNo in like three years, so maybe this kind of writing exhaustion is normal and I just forgot about it. Like I said... I don't know. It's weird, is all.