I have wanted to participate in NaNoWriMo for several years. But while my children are still little, well, 2,000 words is more than I can do. There are many days I feel lucky to write my Daily Haiku. So I have sighed and said “Someday…”
|Look! I got started!|
And then I wondered why I couldn’t make the concept fit into my life, on my terms. I mean, what is more important? That I write a 50,000 word novel because that’s what people are doing? Or that I stop wishing for more time and write with the time I have? I know the answer.
So here I am, signing myself up for an abbreviated version of National Novel Writing Month. Instead of a novel, I am committing to finishing the drafts of a picture book series I have had on the back burner for about 4 years. Part of this will include contacting some potential illustrators, and possibly doing research into e-publishing. I anticipate talking with my writer brother about this.
What’s the series about? You’ll find out.
Keep checking back for more info, as I explore and reveal and revel.