Okay... so I have a problem with conformity. Always have. Sometimes it's gotten me into trouble (okay, maybe a lot of times...), but none-the-less here I am XX years into my life and I still have trouble doing the same thing everyone else is doing.
And everyone is writing this month: NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). Even the teenagers (and teachers) at my daughter's high school are writing. They've even formed a club... with t-shirts, prizes, and weekly meetings. My daughter has written more words than I have. Maybe if I had a t-shirt motivating me.. or a finger puppet... *insert head shudder here*
So, what have I accomplished in the writerly world this month... THIS of all months? Well, I have typed a lot of descriptions for eBay postings. I wrote and delivered a presentation on gratitude. I came up with several new plot ideas and even fleshed them out a bit.
But, I did not write one single word toward a new novel. Nope. I tried. Several times. But my non-conformist-bones-in-my-body screamed, "NO!"
I want to write. Don't get me wrong. Every cell of my body wants to write. I write during my dreams at night. I write in my mind while reading an awesome book. I write while taking a shower. But, everytime I sit down during NaNoWriMo... my fingers stop on the keyboard.
I will get it fixed... in about fourteen more days. Maybe sooner... if someone offers me a t-shirt.