Throughout the month of November, I spent every spare minute writing. And writing. And writing some more. I was determined to get out at least 50,000 words of my first novel. And guess what? I won! See, here’s the proof:
That’s right. On November 27th, I officially clocked in at 50,207 words. I must say, I was one proud cookie. So, I decided that it was perfectly okay for me to take a break. My brain was tired, I was tired, and I wanted to let my words “sit.” Then, a few days ago, I came back to my beloved novel.
And I hated it.
It wasn’t all bad. There were parts I still loved, parts I still gushed over, but overall…I was not a happy camper. Quite honestly, it broke my heart. I mentally kicked myself, resisting the urge to scream, “You’ve wanted to write this for months! How can it be so terrible? You destroyed your story!” And then I cried.
Okay, I didn’t actually cry, but I really wanted to.
That’s when I forced myself to really think about this for a minute. I came to the conclusion that yes, this draft sucks. I’m not going to lie about that. But that’s exactly what it is: a draft. It isn’t written in stone. Words can be added, and words can be deleted.
All-in-all, NaNo was an invaluable learning experience. In it, I learned that writing your first novel is hard. And yes, sometimes, your first novel will suck. But I’ve also learned that, if you have faith in your story, it will be told. And my story will most definitely be told.
So, here’s to brainstorming, to revisions, and to more all-nighters in front of the computer. Bring it on, novel. I accept your challenge.