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!

Kindle

Kindle’s are not new news but for me they are. I’ve always resisted getting a Kindle as I thought they were a bit too ‘radical’ for me, but with me doing more research into self-publishing and e-books I’ve realised I can be as ‘radical’. I happened to mention my change of heart to my husband who then surprised me on Saturday with the delivery of my very own Kindle!

I’ve already downloaded books of Joanna Penn and Mark Dawson, two renowned Indie authors and it’s been fun and so inspiring. A whole new world of authors I can sample and learn from has opened up, which is going to be massively useful.

Sadly, my husband’s now muttering that I’m reading too much!

End of common decency?

As Christmas approaches you’d expect people to be more caring to strangers, more thoughtful, more decent.  Sadly I haven’t witnessed much when out and about.  Take yesterday for example, when arriving at the parade of shops close to my home I discovered a small moped parked in a parent-child space.  This probably doesn’t seem much unless you are a parent and know how annoying it is to have someone with no need for the extra room these spaces provide parking in them.

This has happened a lot since becoming a nother and is quickly becoming a pet peave.  Being a writer I wrote a note.  After navigating across the busy car park with my pushchair I stopped at the space (which backs safely on to the pavement) and began to put my note inside the helmet only to have the owner of the moped, a petite young lady, arrive so I gave her my note and explained what I was doing.  I pointed out that her moped certainly didn’t need the extra space and that a normal space would give her the room she wanted.  She did look embarrassed and I congratulated her for not parking in a disabled space and asked if she could show parent-child spaces the same respect.  However she brazenly declared “You can’t change me doing what I do!”   I did point out that I couldn’t but our sense of common decency should.  

My only revenge?  One day she’ll need a parent-child space and one won’t be available for her.