I’m a little late. We are well into the first week of December, and I said I would only be gone for the rest of November, but I have been struggling with writing lately. I don’t know if it is post NaNoWriMo depression or what, but putting words down has been difficult. Even a facebook status update or a tweet seems to take too much effort.
I like this one enough that I refused to force it. Sounds like an excuse right? Maybe it is and maybe it’s not.
Last year I really liked my story too but I forced it and…well it’s not quite right. There are bits missing that didn’t get time to develop and I am not sure it can be made better. Time will tell with that one. It currently gets to live in that box under my bed. Maybe one day I will take it out and rebuild it, who knows.
I did not want that to happen to this story. So for the first time in four years, I did not win NaNoWriMo. In a sense I threw the fight. But in doing so I may have saved the life of this book. At least that is what I am hoping anyway.