NaNoWriMo

NaNoWriMo - if you haven't heard about it yet, it stands for National Novel Writing Month.
I had this crazy idea, spurred on by one of my oldest friends, to sign up and write a novel or a novel piece of 50K words in the month of November.
What exactly was I thinkin???
Well, I think my goal was to start something, perhaps not finish something but I'm three days in to November and I have Zero words on paper (screen). I don't even have an interest in writing a novel. All I seem to want to do at 9pm when Emma is finally sleeping, the dishes are done, the laundry is folded or at least switched, is to sit down and browse Etsy.com or pick up my Percy Jackson adventure (I know, I'm obsessed with Greek mythology through the eyes of a thirteen year old boy...blimey!). Not write. I try to seem excited about it, to work up a "yeehaa" attitude but it's not working. I shouldn't blame Emma really. She's a pretty incredible inspiration and I love writing down what she's up to on her own blog, but this is different. Blogging is easy. It's journal writing. It's pouring your thoughts or interests or whatever out on a small page. It's not 50K worth of words! For those of us who are not mathematical geniuses, that's 1667 words per day! If that doesn't scare you then perhaps 11,667 words per week will. I'm not saying I'm giving up, heck it's only day 3, but I am saying that it might not happen. And I think I'm eerily calm about it. A while back, I would have considered it a failure to start something that big and not see it through. In high school I never handed in an assignment late, it was usually handed in before it was due.

So, my little venting session is over...NaNoWriMo...well, I'm not convinced it's for me.