This is not a political blog post. As we’ve discussed: I don’t do those, because I prefer having one-on-one conversations about such things. Once again this year, our household is receiving heavy telephone and drop-by survey traffic.
This is probably not my fault.
The general premise of NaNoWriMo is “the world needs your novel”.
Yeeeeaaah. I’m sure it doesn’t. Not that this certainty has stopped me from participating for several years, out of inertia or … something.1 Even when it has been crazy, I’ve carved out time to hit word counts, and inevitably hated myself because I dropped so many other things on the floor in order to do so, but it was okay! I had an excuse! It was November! I could waste time writing a lot of crap (or telling myself I was editing a pile of crap by spackling a lot of new crap on top of it) and throw it all away on December 1st2 and nobody would think I was weird at all. Nope, no weird here, no aberrant behavior, everything’s good, it’s all perfectly normal, lalalala.
It is November. It is crazy.
I don’t want an excuse to drop things on the floor. I genuinely like the idea of having less panic and less self-loathing in my life, so yeah, going to avoid the whole dropping things in November thing.
If I write, I’ll write. If I don’t, that’s good too.3
Happy NaNoing. Be sure to take some time next Tuesday to go vote. Ideally, you have already figured out who is getting your vote, and you have reasons for choosing that candidate that don’t sound an awful lot like a parrot’s reciting the latest Facebooked horror story about the opposing candidate, but … you do you.
1The ‘something’ is likely perceived obligation. I’m supposed to be writing, so ta-da, look, see, I’m writing something that I can share! Not that I do share it, but theoretically, I could.
2Or early February, because I can’t generally wrap my head around a new year until it’s the Lunar one.
3Admittedly, this philosophical insight was brought to you by this morning’s panicked freak out because it is November 4th, and I haven’t even bothered logging into the NaNoWriMo site, let alone started writing anything. I went to the gym, and felt better afterwards. I’ll probably feel better still once I post this blog entry, or at least capable of making myself focus on my Statistics homework.