Yesterday was June 1st which, on top of heralding the arrival of summer, sings out the start of yet another Camp NaNoWriMo season. So I’m crowning myself. Hand me the ball and staff, it’s official.
What is NaNoWriMo?
I’m not sure how, but any time I talk to other writers and mention something about NaNoWriMo, they hardly ever know what I’m talking about. This magic, maddening month created to test the limits of both creativity and commitment has evaded their spheres completely. National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo, has been pretty much ubiquitous in my life since I was in middle school, teasing me with its possibilities, so I don’t quite know how so many people have missed it…
National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) is a fun, seat-of-your-pants approach to creative writing.
On November 1, participants begin working towards the goal of writing a 50,000-word novel by 11:59 PM on November 30.
Valuing enthusiasm, determination, and a deadline, NaNoWriMo is for anyone who has ever thought about writing a novel.
Like it says on the tin, National Novel Writing Month is a month long challenge to write an entire novel of 50,000 words (about 200 pages) in the 30 days of November. You sign up for a profile, announce your project to the community, and use forums and the Writing Buddy system to keep yourself inspired and supported along your journey. Winners win NaNo by completing the 50,000 words in the allotted time. For their more frequent, less intensive Camp NaNoWriMo events in April and July, you choose your own word count goal, but win the same way.
And I am a Big, Fat Loser!
I probably couldn’t give you an accurate count of how many NaNo’s I’ve attempted. NaNoWriMo has been a thing since 1999, so I certainly haven’t participated in every one, but almost every year through middle school and high school, I told myself I was going to finally do NaNo and I was going to win. Almost every year. Eventually I was cynical enough to be honest with myself, but picked the idea up again in college a couple of times as well. Now here I am, a community college dropout, with about 3,000 words written for the April Camp event.And that is the absolute best I’ve ever done.
I shouldn’t sell myself and my own commitment short. I was actually on my way to a much better word count in April, but I ended up moving just a week or so into the month, so that got a little derailed. I’m not good enough at adulting yet. That’s one month’s excuse, and I’m sure I could come up with a few for every month I’ve ever lost, but that’s just it. I’ve lost every month. I’ve never, ever won.
Why am I telling you this? Because I want one thing to be abundantly clear: I’m just a normal person. I’m a generic person with words in my heart and a full time job filling my schedule. I’m a regular person now living in a one room studio apartment I share with my long term boyfriend. I’m a normal person with a normal life… and that’s kind of the point. National Novel Writing Month clearly works for people, and there are some people for whom it works every year, because the format both inspires and challenges them. The format only leaves me wishing I had magical chronian powers. Were I to have said magical chronian powers, I could get up every morning at 2 am and pause the world, knocking out thousands of words every day only to unpause and go back to the rest of my REMs. Were I so endowed, writing a novel in 30 days and maintaining a job and a relationship and several friendships and eating and sleeping and….. all of that might actually be possible, let alone manageable.
Not only is there the time commitment, there is also the issue of inspiration. Not the kind of inspiration Faulkner tells us to bang out at our keyboards “every morning at 9 am”, but the basic inspiration of a story spark. Sometimes my NaNoWriMo dies days in because the book baby I’d conceived ended up looking too contrived, too overplayed, too uninspired as soon as I actually put words on screen. In this case, the story never gets written because I feel it doesn’t deserve it. I’d rather hack it to bits and just let it die. So die, it does.
But Lena, you said you do NaNoWriMo almost every year… Why?
Because none of these complaints are a valid enough excuse to deny that this is, in fact, a pretty inspired idea. For all the Cons that I can see, I also glean some pretty powerful Pros from my fairly regular “participation” in the event.
The main selling point of NaNoWriMo is the community aspect. Not only are you embarking on the journey to putting your creation into the world, but so are thousands, if not millions of people every single November (plus Camps), and you can reach out to them right on the website. The NaNo Forums are a wealth of resources, advice, pep talks, and general writer chat. Because of the popularity of the events and foundation, there’s always activity on the boards, even during non event months. If posting on forums isn’t your thing, you can also use #nanowrimo, and other event specific hashtags, on just about any social media and connect to other writers there. With such a large, active community, it’s easy to see why writers like me flock to the site almost daily, even if it’s not currently WriMo (*cough* add me @palmandpearl *cough*).
The format of the challenge itself is also incredibly freeing to me, despite what I said earlier about ideas dying as soon as there’s words on my screen. NaNo allows me to be unafraid and unapologetic in my own self judgment, as well as in the writing itself. The goal is write 50,000 words in one month? Then put those words on the page, throw them out there no matter how hard it is to fish them out of your own mouth, devil and consequences of shitty sentence structure be damned. The story is there, so just get it out. On one hand, NaNo encourages this “fuck it, I don’t care if it’s bad” attitude. On the other hand, we all have to draw the line somewhere. My line is drawn at trying to force the entire story just because I need to count words. If I have to shit out a couple of scenes to get through the narrative and edit them into glory later, so be it. If I’n shitting out an entire bad story just for the pride of calling myself an writer, the only thing I should truly be calling myself is a bad writer. That’s where I draw the line, and all my various attempts at NaNoWriMo events have taught me that. Where do you draw your line? NaNo will probably help you find out.
Perhaps most importantly, National Novel Writing Month reminds me every year, whether I win or even participate or not, that I am a writer. On months I participate, I just want to write more. For the months I don’t, I’ll sit around about mid month wishing that I had made the commitment and truly gone for it, imagining the work I’ll put out one day. Some months I spend just in the community, surrounding myself with people who write, supporting them and cheering them on, knowing I could and one day will be suffering the same struggles and celebrating the same victories. NaNoWiMo reminds me that I love to write, that I always have, and that I always will. For that reason alone, I continue to jump on the #nanowrimo bandwagon, and would recommend it to anyone who writes, even if they “fail”. In writing, there is no failure. We are constantly learning and growing, and, if you think about it, NaNo is essentially a 30 day immersion program, helping us learn and grow at an accelerated pace. And even if we don’t end up with completed, amazing manuscripts, ready to change the world, we’re writing. Isn’t that what matters?
Visit The NaNoWriMo and Camp NaNoWriMo websites to sign up and get started. It’s only Day 2 of June, and writing starts in July!
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