As much as I’d love to renew my connectivity to nature, this blog post doesn’t refer to the tent / cabin / RV / sleeping under the stars version of camping.
I’m going to camp NaNoWriMo!
For the uninitiated: Camp NaNoWriMo is an off-season extension of sorts to National Novel Writing Month (held in November), where writers of any skill level (even people who don’t really don’t consider themselves writers) will create a novel of at least 50K words within a month’s time. Editing isn’t important. Polishing and getting it ready for submission isn’t important. That stuff comes later. For the purposes of a NaNoWriMo event, it’s all about getting that first draft COMPLETED!
Almost on par with neglecting to pack a sleeping bag and/or dry socks and/or bug repellant, I am going into this “camping trip” with absolutely no idea what kind of story I want to write. But, then again, I started last November’s NaNoWriMo exploits equally unprepared, and yet the resulting first draft exceeded my expectations by orders of magnitude. I’m expecting equal results this time.
The trip starts on April 1, and I’ll start sending out postcards shortly afterwards. For the time being, though, I should at least figure out what I’m bringing with me.
Saw a poster with this saying at work the other day…
Are you productive…
…or just being busy?
This is a lesson I’m still applying to my writing efforts. I’ve noticed that, with every unnecessary ‘process’ or ‘habit’ I eliminate, the more creative output I produce.
Now, if I could just get rid of the mundane distractions…!
Not sure why I did not think of this myself…
I recently decided dip my hand into my Ideas folder and pull out something new to work on. The only two things I’m going to tell you about my new selection is: (1) it will probably end up in the flash fiction range; and (2) the story will take place somewhere near here:
It’s already shaping up to be a fun project.
Not all of my ‘life’s investments’ have yielded my desired results.
Some of these ‘investments’ were expensive, and I’m coming to realize I will be paying for them until my final day in this third dimensional realm.
None of us can be guaranteed that everything we plan for will be worth the energy and the passion we pour into it. Not all of us can bear a loss that took large portions of our heart and soul with it. But, all of us need to have something else we can invest in, so that all those unjustified payments will eventually evolve into lessons and benefits that will pay us.
This new ‘investment’ should start with the person we see in the mirror.