Why, hello, November! You are bright and shiny (read: dark and rainy and cold and AWESOME), and I’m so glad you’re finally here—just one question.
When did you arrive, and how did I miss you?
(Oops. Two questions. My bad.)
Somehow, the number at the bottom of my screen tells me it is already the fourth. Wha?! This would not usually be a daunting number, except that it’s November. Not that I’m doing NaNo, but still. My November is turning into one big fat bowl of crazy. I need every day I can get.
So…isn’t a non-NaNoWriMo November supposed to be calm, lovely, smooth, and entirely stress-free? (HA.) Turns out, that only happens when you treat November as merely November. If you replace NaNoWriMo with your own combination of NaNoBlahBlahBlah, all sorts of crazy is possible.
For example, here are all the NaNos I’m n̶a̶ï̶v̶e̶l̶y̶ bravely taking on this month:
NOT the pull-out-your-hair, scribble-till-your-arm-falls-off 50K version. More like the 500 words per day version that I invented merely to get WIP #2’s first draft rolling. It’s nice to have a no-pressure outlet purely dedicated to creating something fresh. So far, I’m reaching this goal about every other day.
The lovely Beth Revis invented this one, and the Rev is for revision. (Note that Beth has a distinct advantage, since the entire revision process is practically named for her. If only it was called Olsonision…or Olsonion? Alas. It isn’t.) This is the Big Project. The still-needs-work-but-it’s-kind-of-almost-there project. It’s going well so far. I’ve figured out a process that works for this draft (the fourth)(funny how everysinglepart of this process requires a new system, no matter how well your old ones work) and am excited and encouraged about the upcoming changes. Some are significant, some are minor. All are needed.
This is what Natalie Whipple is doing this month: a ton of reading. She plans to burn through her tall stack of to-be-reads. My stack of want-to-reads is ever growing, but for November, I’ll be happy if I get through one—two at most (James Dashner’s The Maze Runner, Andrea Cremer’s Nightshade).
This is fun to say (imagine Sun’s harsh Korean father on LOST saying this like it’s an order to one of his subservient minions), and I made it up two seconds ago. It stands for Kayla’s November Gym Month. Yep: self-explanatory. My sitting to moving ratio isn’t pretty at the moment, and I am dedicated to getting back into good habits. Even if that only looks like a 30-minute walk on the treadmill—I’m mostly just aiming for consistent effort right now.
Linda came up with this one last year: National House Cleaning Month. Though I sort of need to participate, I hadn’t planned on it. I mean, look at my November plans, y’all! They’re…daunting. Possible, but daunting. To add cleaning to the mix seemed useful, but not ultimately important enough to shove my other goals aside. Until now…
No, I’m not talking about peaches. (MoMo = もも = peach in Japanese, FYI.) Nope—it’s Kayla’s November Moving Month. We’ve had some life transition goals in the works for a while (meaning we’ve been dreaming/praying about them and wondering how/when to actually try to act on them). Well, turns out November is THE month! Things have fallen into place quickly and perfectly, and we’ll be making a major move before the first of December.
As you might imagine, this last thing could flatten the rest of November to the ground. Stack of books to read? Flattened. Shiny new WIP? Pancake. Revisions? Roadkill. If that happens, whatever. Life happens. And this transition? Certainly counts as life. December will be there, if all else fails.
However—I’m going to try to keep the impending transition from steamrolling over my goals. Forward progress, discipline, and a calm spirit: those are my only REAL goals for November. If I can accomplish those, I’ll be happy.
So? Four days in—how are you guys doing with your various sets of lofty goals? Updates, please!