NaNoWriMo – Page 8 – The Chaos Within

Alright, so November’s finally here – not that I’ve been sitting on the edge of my seat for it, but – it’s the first day of National Novel Writing Month, and the more challenging, National Blog Posting Month.

Last year, same date, I was feverishly typing away at my first stab at a novel – an endeavour I’m so glad to say that I completed – though editing’s taken me over a year. Anyway, this year, I decided to take up the NaBloPoMo challenge.

There! I’ve said it – now that it’s out in the open, I’m going to have to sit and write no matter what. Either that or my ego would kill me, and I’ll have to cringe in guilt knowing I’ve lost a precious opportunity to connect with other bloggers.

But hopefully, that’s not going to happen.

Even to this day, going from Add New Post to Schedule/Publish in one day is quite a task for me – I prefer to create drafts whenever I feel like it and publish them in installments. So, this challenge, I plan to create and publish posts everyday – and use the drafts sparingly.

Also, I’ve taken up the Photography 101 Challenge – so I’ll probably club both challenges together – which will give me a lot of post ideas.

It’s going to be a mindful November – glad to get started.

All the best to all folks facing a variety of challenges this month – any beyond.

I’ve heard a lot of people talking a lot about the blissful feeling of achieving your dream, but let me tell you, it’s absolutely no use of listening to it until you do it yourself. Do I make sense? Blurry, right?

Well, here’s what I’m trying to say. People told me that when the joy you get when you fulfill your dreams is matched by nothing. I now realize the truth in those words. It’s one thing to watch, from the sidelines, at someone who goes out there and realizes their dreams, but it’s another thing altogether when you are looking at yourself one morning, fully contented at having made your dream come true.

I’m just trying to say that I’m half way through my first attempt at a novel.

Yeah, it was a dream. Not any more; now it’s my reality. I signed up for National Novel Writing Month wondering if I could prove to myself that I could become the author I always wanted to be. Half way through the month, I have a satisfaction that I’ve never before had in my life. This is the most I’ve ever written in my life for a novel. There were countless beginnings, but I had never gone past three chapters, at the maximum. Now though, I’ve completed thirty chapters. Wow, I never knew I could surprise myself so much!

I’m on my way, 30 000 done, 20 000 more. Here I come!

PS: I know I didn’t have to write 250+ words to say that I’m NaNoWriMo participant, but hey, this is the month of words!