I have a continual process of checking and reposting old pieces of writing, I am constantly discovering new ways to say what I thought I had said but did not do it very clearly. Added to this it is always nice to resurrect an old post from archive oblivion.
As I was going through last winter’s posts I discovered my feeble attempt at NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) and was embarrassed by:
- My proclamation to take part : NaNoWriMo 2014
- My attempt at NaNoWriMo: Chapter 1
- My inevitable failure: A little embarassing
This was the point in which I gave up trying to be a writer and jus to be happy as someone who wrote.
When it comes to the question “what do you do when you’re writing” my answer is simple. I do the rest of my life. I go to work and mess around with spreadsheets and then I come home and play at husband and father. Throughout the day I have a few moments where I can spend some time to myself, and in these moments I get to do stuff I consider fun or interesting.
These moments can happen during my morning commute or the hour I have at night while Mrs G is doing her schoolwork. I can either spend it reading the internet or by picking up a games controller. Sometimes I will start typing on a keyboard.
I don’t have a way of resetting and returning to writing as it is not an activity that is my number one priority. It is my gardening or yoga, a hobby I partake in to relax. This is why I failed at NaNoWriMo, I don’t want an interest to become a chore. When it becomes too much like work it isn’t as fun.
I’ve made an attempt this year (after three years of trying) to complete a whole year of the Daily Prompt posts and have managed to surpass my previous record of three weeks. Where as I made a concerted effort to post as soon as the topic du jour was released this time I have just aimed to get it done by midnight.
By doing this I get more balance in my writing, it doesn’t become a job and I don’t have to have done 400 words by lunchtime. It makes me happy to be someone who writes and not be a writer.