Welcome to the first of which I hope will be more than 5 blog posts, (thanks for the confidence building, Contourhead) as I document my journey through the 50,000 word, NaNoWriMo challenge.
Today, the eve of the launch of NaNoWriMo, I want to make one thing perfectly clear:
I have no idea what I am doing.
As such, I feel compelled to purge my soul of my inadequacies regarding this writing challenge:
1. I am not a writer.
At least not a novel writer. Copywriting, content writing and my own personal journal is the extent of my writing. This novel deal? Way out of my territory and comfort level. Even thinking about this is making me want to take a nap.
2. I’m a really busy person.
My colleague, Contourhead, is as one-dimensional as you can get – you can see right through his head, for pity’s sake. I, on the other hand, consider myself as being greater than one-dimensional, possessing as many as 3 or 4. If I looked hard enough, I might even find more. I just pray that’s enough dimensions to write something everyday and be productive.
3. I tend to start strong, then fizzle out towards the end.
I am really baring my soul with that admission. (I hope my boss is not reading this). There is good that comes from such an acknowledgment. Steps can be taken to correct a deficiency of character and encouragement along the way really helps. Likewise, I feel that this same kind of support can play a big role toward my success, as well as Starbucks Pike Place Roast, ground for an automatic drip coffee maker. You can send that to:
Attn: Mariner Tree
401 N 3rd Street
Minneapolis, MN 55401
And if anyone wants to really, really encourage me, you can toss in a Baileys Creamer – Hazelnut, please.