I have not won NaNoWriMo in a few years now, but I can never stop myself from trying. Every year it’s the same: I say, I won’t do NaNo this year. I don’t have the time, or the energy. I just can’t. Then, a week before November 1st, I get a new idea that would be just perfect for NaNo, and I start making preparations.
I love NaNoWriMo. I love it immensely, with all my heart. I love it so much I founded a region and have been an ML in several not necessarily consecutive years. I love it so much I almost always donate, unless money is extremely tight, and I encourage others to donate. I love it so much I’ve talked to college professors who aren’t even English faculty about it, and gushed to near-strangers. I’ve passed out flyers and postcards. I will absolutely bombard you with information about NaNoWriMo if you let me, and why it’s an amazing thing everyone (especially writers) should try at least once in their lives.
Part of this is certainly because NaNoWriMo is more than just this insane thing people get together every November to do together in a supportive atmosphere–it’s also a nonprofit organization dedicated to literacy and sharing a love of the written word with young people. Their Young Writer’s Program is a gift to the world, and one that deserves to continue being given.
But yeah, it’s also an incredibly communal time of year, even more so than Christmas in my experience, where people get together and talk about writing, and support each other, and are generally better people than they can be at any other time of year. Something about NaNoWriMo just brings out the best in people. Including myself.
I am sad that I didn’t win NaNo in 2016, and that these past years have been so rough that I haven’t truly been able to devote myself to NaNo the way I would like. Every year I fail, it only makes me sadder, and not because I feel like a failure. It makes me sad because I love NaNo so much and every year I don’t win is yet another year I haven’t been able to experience the full effect of writing 50,000 words and feeling accomplished and finishing something that is such a large part of my life.
I don’t know if I will win this year; 2017 has the potential to be a very… intense year for me, filled with a lot of changes. I know it’s very likely I’ll say I just can’t again as November approaches, only to give in at the last minute. If I do, there’s a very good chance I’ll be doing so in a new location, new home, and new region. Maybe it’ll be a new beginning for me for NaNo as well. Only living my life and moving into the future will show one way or the other, but I hope November 2017 will prove to be a far more productive year for me and NaNoWriMo.
Love to all my fellow Wrimos, and to all future Wrimos who have yet to experience the joy of 50,000 words in 30 days, but will.