So, after
three years, I finished what I started in my
2009 NaNoWriMo. That's messed up. I haven't really written anything since then (not counting sims stuff.) I'm really out of practice. It took me a
over a year to rewrite a few chapters and then clean up the end... which hasn't exactly happened yet. I'll need to sit and stew on it before I'm happy with it.
I still have to go back, and at some point, completely rewrite and fix the rest of it. Of all my NaNo's drafts, I'm happiest with this one. It wasn't as much as a scramble rush as the others. Finished, it sits at thirty chapters with
73,449 words. That will change once I clean up the other parts, though. It'll probably end up being longer. x_x
I'm not one of those people who has dreams of being a professional author. I admire those with that drive, but it's just not me. I used to write in an effort to 'save' myself. It was my form of expression and it helped me understand and get through some things that happened to me when I was younger. It was therapy. It still is. I am not under any mistaken impression that my words are some sort of amazing, literary marvel. I also have varying styles, depending on what I'm writing, and I don't think I could ever lock down just one! I don't have the drive or the discipline to be a professional!
For instance, I keep typing "prof
ressional." Why? I do not know. This is my life, folks.
Anyway, it's fun for me (most of the time) and as long as that rings true, I'll do it. It stopped being "fun" and that's why I stopped writing for awhile. Such is life!
I am pretty sure I will be attempting NaNoWriMo this year... provided I have time. I work a job where the holidays are the busiest time of year! So, we'll see. I've love to do it, though. I want to rewrite this one draft I'd started years ago. It needs a lot of love and I have to change some things because I have this uncanny need to take my beloved characters, alter their personalities only slightly, and then throw them into a different story, lol. Unfortunately, it has no end and a shoddy structure to fall back on.
Sounds like a job for a NaNo attempt! Ha.