I’m gearing up for NaNoWriMo. Yes, I know NaNoWriMo isn’t until November. So why the rush? I am determined to meet the challenge! Not just for the cool NaNoWriMo gift that I will present to myself upon completion. No, no. I am not that shallow. (I am.) I need to prove to myself that I can manage my time between mom-ing and writing. And with a toddler, this is going to take some major organization on my part.
My NaNoWriMo History:
- 2011- I joined the NaNoWriMo frenzy. I completed my 50,000-word “novel” by the skin of my teeth. The result was a halfway-decent idea and word-garbage (a.k.a., a “novel”).
- 2012- In a sleep-deprived moment I thought, “I can do NaNoWriMo this month!” However, 20 minutes later, I remembered that I only had time to nurse, eat, and hold my 3-month-old baby 24/7. So I didn’t even start.
My 2011 Trophy
But, y’all, it is 2013. Things are going to be different. So on 9/1/2013, I am starting my own event: NaNoWriMo PrepOutMon (National Novel Writing Month Preparation And Outline Months). Let’s agree to just call it PrepOutMon.
Once a week, for two months, I will spend time planning this novel–generating some solid novel ideas, selecting one concept, and outlining the crap out of this book. I’ll update you on my progress once a week, just to keep me honest.
PrepOutMon progress to date:
- I plan to get organized…
- And blogged about it.
Who wants to join me? I’m talking to you, Heather! Anyone else?
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Tagged chill out mon, NaNoWriMo, November, organization, preparation, PrepOutMon, procrastination, toddler, WriMos, writer, writing
Autumn is amazing. According to my husband, autumn begins September 21st. I am too lazy to fact-check, so let’s go with that. But for me, autumn begins the day after Labor Day. Kids are going back to school, emerging-adults are off to college, and the nights start getting chilly.
I like lists so here are some of my Autumn Favorites:
- Frye boots
- Changing leaves
- Apple cider
- Apple picking
- Stews in the slow-cooker
- Crunch of leaves
- County fairs
- Roasted veggies sprinkled with garlic and rosemary
Pumpkin on a bench
Classic list. Deal with it. But this autumn, I’m also looking forward to a few changes. You want them in list form too? Okay!
- Joining a writing workshop 9/24 (I added a countdown on the right)
- Having a toddler
- Failing at NaNoWriMo
- Joining a gym to lose last 9 lbs
- Preparing real Thanksgiving dinner for first time
Let’s hope that this is a long autumn! What is your favorite thing about autumn?
Oh? You are here already? Did you find the place OK? I apologize for the mess. Try not to step on those wooden blocks; your feet will be sorry and I will feel like an awful hostess.
Eep! You’re here!
My nearly-a-toddler, Jay, is napping and I should be cleaning up, but here you are, so I’m writing instead. So welcome! Make yourself comfy! But since I’m welcoming you in writing, and feeling a bit more honest than if I were welcoming you in person, I’d also like to add that you please do not make yourself too comfy. I’m not feeding you dinner and I do not feel like making up the spare bed. So maybe keep your shoes on–it will also help you avoid any of that wooden-block unpleasantness.
Oh crap! It took me so long to figure out how to set up this flipping blog that it is time for me to wake Jay from her nap. I’d consider letting her sleep in, but then she’ll be up late and I don’t get my evening beer. And I have new autumn beers, so priorities! BTW, this is the serious type of mom-conundrum that will be expounded upon in riveting future posts.
I’ll just be in here… examining my links…
Problem solved! My fab husband, Patrick, retrieved Jay. Now he is getting all of the after-nap snuggles I usually enjoy, but no, I’m welcoming you instead. Oh, so those snuggly cuties over my shoulder are my daughter Jay (11mo) and my husband Patrick (none-of-your-business years-old. Rude of you to ask, really).
Stealing my snuggles
Oh remember how I was being all honest-y earlier? Real talk: I started this blog to get back into the habit of writing. So, basically, I am using you. But, again, welcome?
Anyway… I really want in on some of those Jay snuggles. But we’ve made small-talk, I’ve mentioned writing, and you’ve met the fam, so let me show you the door. Come back soon, OK?