Amy Drown | More Than Words
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More Than Words

National Novel Writing Month wraps up in less than a week, and I have a confession to make: I am going to lose. Big time. I am not going to reach 50,000 words by midnight Monday.


I’m a LOSER… and that is perfectly all right!


For starters, I write longhand, and my looseleaf paper does not include a word-count tracker in the lower right corner. And I’m not going to waste time right now typing all my draft pages into Word just to complete some arbitrary word count meter. Typing up my pages signifies the beginning of the editing process, and I’m not ready to edit yet. I’m still writing.


Second, when my critique partners and I started discussing NaNoWriMo and whether or not we’d done it before, or would do it again this year, I decided to jump in as a NaNo first-timer with one goal in mind: do something every day.


After months of no writing at all, I wanted to use NaNoWriMo to get my groove back, to reestablish a daily writing habit. From the very beginning, this insane process was about more than words for me. (Sing it, Jack & Jimmy!) It was about reigniting my passion for storytelling.


And I have.


Granted, it hasn’t been smooth sailing. Some writing days have been phenomenal, with words flowing so fast I’ll completely use up three of my favorite gel pens before lunchtime. Other days have been a grind, when I’ve barely had time to think about brushing my teeth, let alone writing a novel.


Yet I have forced myself to never go to bed without picking up pen and paper and writing something. Anything. It may be just two sentences. Or it may become three pages of brainstorming the scene I want to write tomorrow.


But I’ve met my goal every one of these past 25 days. I’ve done something every day. And I’m excited about writing again!


So regardless of my final word count, I already am a winner.

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