It's November! National Novel Writing Month. A month of writing furiously: 50,000 words in 30 days. Harrowing, but so much fun.
I have participated in NaNoWriMo every year since 2002, which turned out to be the one and only year I've "won." (Finishing 50,000 words by 11/30 makes one a "winner.") Every year I've started with great enthusiasm, (at midnight, November 1st, no less) but in the past few years my arthritis has really gotten in the way and some time around mid-month I've given up. But this year I have vowed to 'write through the pain.' At night when my thumbs ache, and in the morning when they really hurt, I wonder about the wisdom of this plan, but I so want to be writing that the pain of not writing is greater than my thumb pain.
This year I am writing a story woven within several stories. The central story is about a developmentally-challenged young woman named Hunter, who lives with her hoarder mother. When her mother dies, what happens to her? The novel is being told in an Olive Kitteridge style, in that other stories about townspeople will be telling Hunter's story. I'm having so much fun writing this one!
So far, the Librarian has told his story. It is day 9 of NaNoWriMo, and I'm not exactly keeping up with the goal of 1,667 words/day, but I love Hunter and her town and its townspeople, so I can envision staying with them until they tell ALL their stories, even after NaNoWriMo draws to a close. I am having fun!