It has just occurred to me that I’ve been blogging here for over a year now. I’m proud of myself! And this occurred to me only because I was thinking about NaNoWriMo, which starts in eight days. EIGHT. (( That’s the same amount of days I have left with iGoogle. )) I do have an idea for my novel. A solid idea. But I haven’t really gotten the characters down yet, or the timeline. And do I want it set on Earth, or some other fantastical setting? I’ve got to weigh my options. And like last year, I want to come up with a timeline, and do a little bit of research. This time, though, I will do most of my research at home on the internet rather than at the local library, because I’m pretty sure they don’t have what I need there. Also I hate to leave the house.
I’m pretty excited about NaNoWriMo now. Last week, and even yesterday I was terrified of it. I had a small idea, but I wasn’t sure it was something I could work with. Now I know I can work with it. I’m ready for that sense of challenge, the pride I will feel each day I’ve reached my writing goal. And that amazing feeling I’ll have once I’ve won? That is incomparable to anything I’ve ever felt in my life. I want that again.
I don’t think anything I’ve ever written will be read by another human being, but that doesn’t matter to me. In fact, I currently prefer it that way. I’m writing, and writing is what I love doing. (( Not that you’d know that from the infrequency of my blogging. )) I just. love. writing. I don’t need outside validation when it comes to my creative writing, not the way I feel I need it when I’m blogging. (( I need it people. )) Writing, for me, is secretive and special. It’s full of wonderment and thrill, but it’s a thrill I don’t want to share with anyone. I want to keep it balled up inside me, where it’s just for me. Sharing it diminishes the specialness; it disperses that amazing feeling and leaves me empty. So I’ll just keep it. If I ever feel I’ve written something that I want to share with the world, I might just try to do that. But in the meantime? My NaNoWriMo projects are just for me.
I’m so almost ready for November.
Also I didn’t proofread this, so if it sucks I DON’T CARE. I’M TOO EXCITED.