Soon I will be embarking upon the time consuming, mind numbing, and soul sucking journey that is the annual Nanowrimo schlogg. If you haven’t heard of Nanowrimo –National Novel Writing Month – it’s a magical time that occurs every year in November when sun deprived “artistes” huddle around their laptops in dorm rooms, home offices, and Starbucks around the country and bang out the Great American Novel in jumbled sentences and mixed metaphors.
The point of Nanowrimo is to write a novel of 50,000 words in 30 days. If you make that goal you win. That’s an average of 1666.67 words per day. Needless to say, I have never won.
But Nanowrimo is not a competition. The only person against whom you compete is yourself and you are your worst enemy. In fact, there haven’t actually been any prizes in the past. This year they’ve introduced a soft bound copy of the winners’ novels. That’ll be a wonderful keepsake complete with 15,000 “and”s in a row and a complete recitation of the Constitution – twice.
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