As November draws to a close, I am happy to report that this year’s NaNoWriMo is ending soon. I usually like to do a little dance of joy at this point, because hey, what do you know, I just wrote a novel of at least 50,000 words. In less than a month. I copied over my text into the validator at the web site and got the good news that for the fourth year running, I’ve ‘won’ this insane writing frenzy called NaNo.
While I was busy lacing on my dancing shoes, I realized that I’d wiped out the only typed copy I have of this year’s NaNo. 52,635 words bled from my brain and fingertips onto the computer were gone because of a saving error and my own stupidity (back-up your work, dumbass!). Aghhhh!
All is not lost however since I am a die hard ink on paper kind of writer. I don’t think I’ve ever written a first draft of anything on electronic media. Sure, I’ve filled composition books, leather bound journals, cocktail napkins and the backs of paper placemats with preliminary drafts of everything from haiku to thesis papers. This means that I have one very precious but rather ugly composition book that contains the original 30,000+ word first draft of this year’s NaNo.
What have I lost then? My will to live. Not really, the only loss, aside from lots of time at the keyboard, is my will to work any further on this particular story for the foreseeable future. Loki, Thor and the rest of Asgard will have to wait a bit for a revised version of this particular tale. As for me, I’m going to pour a glass of Sangria, watch a favorite holiday movie (the TV version of Prachett’s Hogfather if you must know), and in a few days when my brain stops boiling, start thinking about what I’m going to write for next year’s NaNo.