You guys…with a sick family, a kid learning to walk, and Homeland marathons during my downtime, I’ve been MIA. But I’ve been thinking and brainstorming about the novel I’m going to start writing during NaNoWriMo. This is going to happen.
I wrote a bit during my last writing workshop and it was well-recieved. I’m feeling pumped! Is it NaNoWriMo time yet?
Also, I am 100% certain that I won’t win this year, but my personal goal is to write something every day. No matter how much my daughter drunk-walks that day; no matter how good Season 2 of Homeland is; no matter how sick we get with the next strain of cold-from-hell…I WILL write every day in November.
Anyone else off-roading for this NaNoWriMo? Just me? OK! Hope the rest of you write all of the words!
“You’ve got this, right?”
On Tuesday, I left my child (as pictured above) in my husband’s hands and walked to my very first writing workshop. I won’t lie; I was grinning during that five minute walk down the hill and across the road. I wasn’t nervous about writer’s block, meeting new people, or that I left a very messy baby with my husband for his first solo parenting gig. I was just excited to be walking to a writing workshop on a crisp fall evening.
The hostess of the workshop is just…lovely — a perfect blend of humor and kindness. I felt immediately warm and welcome upon meeting her. She seems like the kind of person you can have a cup of tea with and laugh about anything.
The other writers in the workshop are so, so, so talented. The pieces they came up with in response to prompts were just amazing — detailed, mysterious, tender. My work sounded so different. So light and silly. But that is me. That is my voice. I doubt it will change much.
Writing and sharing work in a comfy sitting room, with tea, prompts, and talented writers, with no interruptions for 2.5 hours…it is heaven. It is luxurious — reading during a rainstorm, wrapped in a soft, worn shawl luxury.
And all of that serene, comfy, luxury walked home from the workshop with me. I opened the front door to hear a welcoming whisper from my husband, “Take off your shoes and tell me all about it!” Our baby had been sleeping for an hour; the house was tidied up; and the dishwasher was running. My husband and I swapped stories about our evening in the quiet of our living room.
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?