NaNoWriMo

For the last two years I have been part of a glorious tradition. I like to think of it as a banding together of writers from all parts of the world, all walks of life. And I thought that surely there would never be circumstances in my life to keep me from taking part in this challenge. Now, the challenge of NaNoWriMo is, simply, to write 50,000 words in the thirty days of November. A small novel. This year, however, everything has changed. I aquired a job, started a massage therapy course, and I'm housesitting for a friend. So I won't be doing NaNo this year. I think if I tried, I'd get all stressed out, and be unable to do any of my duties well, much less write a book worth writing. And it makes me sad because I wanted to write another book this year. I guess I'm just realizing that sometimes you have to give up something you want to do in order to do something more important to prepare for your future. In my spare moments, I'm reading a book on editing and getting ready to start ripping my novella, "The Pipe Clamp Ring", to shreds. I guess I'll edit a book during NaNo instead of writing one. And for anyone else who might be doing NaNoWriMo, Good Luck! I know you can do it, and I definitely believe in you!