Last year I successfully started and completed NaNoWriMo (which I affectionately call Bert). It was insane, strange and a little stressful but I thoroughly enjoyed the experience and the camaraderie.
So when it came time to decide if I would do NaNoWriMo again this year, I chose to go ahead with it. Gladly. Excitedly.
And with the full support of my darling husband.
It makes everything so much easier when you have the support of a loving partner, so even after I got an email letting me know that my proposal to speak at Ignite Portland 4 had been accepted I still intended to go ahead with my plans for Bert…
On October 31st Mike told me about NaPodPoMo. He let me know that he wanted to join in all the Nablahblah fun and that he would be posting a podcast every day in November. I thought it was a grand idea… have him join in the insanity… why can’t he be just as crazy as I am?
No reason, no reason as all.
Three days ago though, as I sat trying desperately to finish slides for my Ignite presentation by the deadline, I became weary. Sometimes you can have too much fun. So much fun that everything starts to suck until you’ve created a vacuum that, if you let it, will suck your brain clean from your skull.
If the only two things I had to do in the month of November were NaNoWriMo and IP4 then I might be able to pull it off… but I have a life and too many responsibilities. In a normal month I feel pressured by the weight of my tasks.
So it is with a light heart, a heavy mind and a restful hand that I tell you all I’m giving up NaNoWriMo this year.
I know, you’re devastated… but I’m pretty sure we can get through it together. Or you can blame Banana Lee Fishbones… she’s quitting with me.