A Different Success

So, let us not beat around the bush on this one — I failed at NaNoW­riMo. Oh how the end is nigh yadda yadda… to tell you the truth, I’m not at all beaten up about it. My story never took flight, I didn’t enjoy the writ­ing I was doing and all in all, it wasn’t the expe­ri­ence I wanted.

I approached NaNo with a cer­tain expec­ta­tion, an expec­ta­tion that I would eas­ily be able to write 50k words and it would only be the ‘is this any good’ that I would ques­tion. In all real­ity, I over­es­ti­mated my inter­est in the story I had planned to write about. I flip-flopped twice on what story to actu­ally go with and in the end, I just didn’t want it enough and decided to get on with some ama­teur car­pen­try instead (I did just build a win­dow seat / bed, so I did com­plete some­thing I am very happy with).

In ret­ro­spect, I did play for the first four (wow) days, but quickly after my reg­u­lar week set in I realised the sac­ri­fice of my time with my fam­ily — and rest — just wasn’t worth sit­ting at my com­puter, writ­ing some­thing I did not enjoy writing.

The fact that I also got a nice email telling me a short story of mine was being pub­lished was also a rein­vig­o­rat­ing piece of news. It allowed me to accept my NaNo non-accomplishment with­out feel­ing bad at all, and gave me con­fi­dence in my writ­ing in gen­eral and specif­i­cally, my short fic­tion mad­skillz. Inci­den­tally the ‘gig’ also pays — which is also fantastic.

I have been read­ing up on few reg­u­lar weblogs and to those of you doing well, good job. Specif­i­cally, I would like to read It Tastes Like Cop­per by Richard Gal­braith because, well who isn’t a sucker for Vam­pires vs. Marines vs. Zom­bies vs. a bio-enginered badass called, Tokyo Col­lider… nice.

So any­way, don’t feel bad for me (as if). I tried NaNo, and in the end it was less of a a fail­ure in my eyes, but more of some­thing that never even started. I barely made it off the start­ing blocks, so there was no way I was going to cross the fin­ish line… and if I had, it would have been a pathetic flop as opposed to a tri­umphant win.

  • http://www.cementum.co.uk Richard

    nice post, i absolutely agree with you when you say it’s not a fail­ure, if you’re not feel­ing it you’re not feel­ing it. I keep talk­ing to my friends about it and they ask, ‘so what do you win?’ and when i reply, ‘noth­ing, it’s just the chal­lenge’ they don’t really get it. If the story you had thoughts on wasnt work­ing and you’ve got a fam­ily i can absolutely see where you’re com­ing from. All i have to think about is when i can next get a pint in and pos­si­bly shop for some sausages, and i’m still mas­sively behind schedule.

    any­way, i’d love it if you read, ‘It Tastes Like Cop­per’ i’m really enjoy­ing writ­ing it, the action scenes are awe­some, they’ll make your eyes pop out of your head! i swear! i’ll get a — very rough — pdf over to you at the end of the weeke hope­fully :D

  • http://www.cementum.co.uk Richard

    oh and con­grats on get­ting pub­lished, sorry for­got to men­tion, that’s awe­some news and i’d imag­ine extremly grat­i­fy­ing like you say.

  • http://rgsanders.wordpress.com RG Sanders

    Thanks Ric, it’s nice to read that some­one under­stands what you are talk­ing about with­out imme­di­ately labelling you as a fail­ure. I know I wanted to do this, but I wasn’t above real­is­ing it may not hap­pen and if it doesn’t (which it didn’t) it’s not the end of the world — or my writ­ing aspirations.

    * I edited the post because I knew the name of your novella, it just slipped my mind but it did deserve a mention.

    Oh, and thanks on the con­grats. It is grat­i­fy­ing to know that there is some­thing to be had in my want to write.

  • http://alex-moore.blogspot.com Alex Moore

    i’m in a sim­i­lar boat, though drift­ing aft of you, i think :) and nei­ther am i con­cerned in the least. i’m actu­ally enjoy­ing this novel, but i’m not going to “win” nano style. ah well. any­way, con­grats on get­ting the short story pub­lished! you rock & i’m proud of you.