Day 19. Some of my buddies have already written 50k. I have written much less than that but the good thing is, I am very delighted by what I have written. I love my new characters, I love my story arc and my sub plots and the male characters in it are giving me teenage crush symptoms all over again.
I have discovered something about myself in the past year. When I get ideas in my head and a spark, *that* is my best time to write. Best of all, elsewhere. Not in the house where I look around and see piles of sewing and ironing and washing etc. You know what I mean. I take myself off to my favourite cafe and I can get a good 3000 words out in a stint. If I am in that frame of mind.
This morning I have had to surrender. I'm very behind, the weekend is approaching (weekends for me = no writing), my house is a mess, I need to do a tip run and my head is suggesting the arrival of a migraine. I could sit here and force myself to write a few thousand words. But I'm not going to.
Instead I've decided to be pleased with what I have so far, and carry on with it in my own time.
Some may see this as admitting defeat. I am actually very happy about my decision. I don't want to write paragraphs of meaningless nonsense this year, only to cut it out during my first edit. I want every word to count.
I hope that everyone else gets what they want from NaNoWriMo. I am feeling very positive now I have made my decision. I'll let you know when my first draft is finished!