Hello! This is a quick update to announce that I’m participating in NaNoWriMo this year! NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month, for the uninitiated) takes place through the month of November, and participants aim to write 50,000 words by the end of the month. That’s is. There are online communities, in-person write-a-thons, and inspiration emails to get you through, but the ultimate goal is just hitting that word count before Dec 1.
Logging back into my ancient NaNoWriMo account, I was surprised to realize I actually participated in NaNoWriMo 3 times (the first being in 2012). Writing something book-length has always been a dream of mine, and I pursued it- even though I didn’t make the 50k word count in any of those 3 years (woops).
This year I’m hoping to write creative nonfiction, which technically doesn’t fall under the category and thus labels me a NaNoRebel (for people choosing to write 50k words of nonfiction or poetry). I’ve been generating a lot of writing (journaling, blogging, writing letters to my sister) since I’ve arrived, both about my experience here on Christmas Island and about the things that led me to come here, and I wanted to challenge myself to make something out of all that, and also to keep chasing that book-length dream.
NaNoWriMo is a month-long creative adventure that takes you deep into your imagination every November.
NaNoWriMo is your chance to finally write the first draft of that novel you’ve always meant to write.
NaNoWriMo is waiting for you.http://nanowrimo.org
^quote made for writers to retweet from the NaNoWriMo website
One of the earliest pieces of advice I remember from a NaNoWriMo encouragement email was to tell people that you’re writing a novel to keep yourself accountable. This is me doing that.
My first (and only, so far) tattoo is one I got after a teaching experience in Japan where a group of artists/students were tasked with designing a summer camp from scratch. The meaning of the tattoo can be summarized by a piece of advice that we got and repeated to ourselves until it became a sort of mantra of the camp, and something I’m going back to now as I prepared to type until I can type no more: Do the damn thing.