Just over a week after NaNoWriMo ended, and I am sure there are many people who wish I would stop talking about it. However, as my final checkin for the year, I have to acknowledge the aftermath.
Writing heavily for one month was great. It helped me to see what I was capable of, and let me really push myself. Now however, I cannot seem to write anything. I tried to keep the momentum going, but it is not really moving yet. After all of the work I put in, getting started all over again is not easy to do.
Perhaps I am stuck on the opening. There is so much pressure put on the opening of a novel. The opening line needs to be perfect, and if the first ten pages are not perfect, you will never hook the reader. At least that is what agents say. Trying to sell your book, they only want a few paragraphs, so your opening has to be perfect.
Can you see where the pressure comes from?
Moving on, and moving past NaNoWriMo, is difficult. When I had to get a lot of writing in a short time period, I didn’t have time to stress out. Now, with a different time period, I can’t stop stressing. More than that, during NaNoWriMo, I knew millions of other writers around the world were in exactly the same position. Technically I know that there are many other people out there writing with me, but it is not the same. I can’t seem to connect to them in the same way I did before. Instead of being part of a larger team of writers, I am individual writer. Writing is normally such a solitary activity, I didn’t realize how much having the support and camaraderie of other writers made a difference.
This doesn’t mean I am out of the writing business, it just means I am needing to reevaluate my writing habits.
Okay. NaNoWriMo is officially done here for this year.