NaNoWriMo 2018

As the dust settles for those who completed NaNoWriMo 2018, I’d like to reflect, as one who didn’t take part.

As a semi-full-time mother (with a broken laptop!), I knew there would be little point me taking part this year as I rarely get time to read let alone write, especially with Christmas on the horizon. But I’ve been watching colleagues on Instagram take part and following their journeys.

I won’t deny to being a smidgen jealous of those with the opportunity to take part, but I’ve thoroughly enjoyed watching them reflect and clock in their daily achievements. It’s been great seeing people post their graphs and their winner pages and being part of such an amazing journey. Because it is. Writing 50+K in a month is no mean feat!

So, will I take part next year? Honestly, no. I can’t see my situation changing that much to allow such dedication. (Though I do hope to have a new laptop soon!) My family comes first. People might argue that that shouldn’t be the case, that writing should be the most important thing in my life, but I can’t let it. Not when my child needs me. One year, I will get the opportunity so I shall enjoy that adventure when it happens.

If you are toying with the idea I would highly recommend it. The NaNoWriMo community is very supportive on Instagram (from what I saw), and would help make the experience even more special. Visit http://www.nanowrimo.org for more information. Happy writing!

Writing as a mother

I never thought I would be a mother. I feel immensely lucky (despite my tiredness!) And wouldn’t change it for the world. I’m fortunate enough to be a semi-full-time mother too (WOG) Sadly though, it leaves me with very little personal time where I can write.

I could be selfish and write in the evenings, but I enjoy sitting with my husband and chattering over a coffee and watching whatever it is on TV. If the night has gone well (i.e.,no teething) I’m sometimes able to wake early and write. Most of the time I’m too tired… So, the only free time I get is when my daughter sleeps. But some days this doesn’t work either. I try not to despair. I make the most of whatever time I get. Even if I wish it could be more.

Nonetheless, part of me is feeling desperate; The KeyMaster will be ten years old this July. I would love for me to finish it and start sending it off to agents in July, but I know it won’t happen – hopefully by the end of the year.

Regardless of when I finish it, I write because I love crafting images with words. However, above all, I want to succeed to show my daughter that dreams don’t always stay dreams.