Should I NaNoWriMo or Go?

Image courtesy of National Novel Writing Month

Am I the only one who views the looming approach of National Novel Writing Month like a grand piano about to drop from the third story of an apartment building? And there I am (or you are) milling around on the sidewalk below?

Meanwhile, the month of October keeps ticking down. Should I Nanowrimo or go?

Last year, I signed up for Camp NaNoWriMo, which is the summer version of the event. You can read all about my experience in the posts “Camp NaNoWriMo Procrastinato” and “No Mo’ Camp NaNoWriMo.” After failing to reach my writing goal back then, I was left with the feeling that perhaps summer is not the right time of year to embark on anything more serious than transporting Aunt Edna to Phoenix.

But autumn is a more sober and solemn time of year, what with the trees shedding their leaves, and the sun setting earlier, and the first grade teacher notifying me that my daughter received another conduct report (again! It’s only October!) for talking out of turn. Maybe if I signed up for NaNoWriMo this November, in serious autumn instead of frivolous summer, I’d be able to buckle down and finish this first draft of a novel I’ve been working on for seven years wait, maybe now it’s been eight years? a while.

And I am close to finishing. I’m on the last chapter. In fact, I’m 1,295 words into the last chapter. Of course, I’ve come to think the 249 pages that precede it are just awful, every single one of them, and these last one thousand, two hundred, and ninety five words are the absolute crappiest crap topping on a pile of crap, but still I’m hoping that NaNoWriMo will give me the incentive I need to finally (finally!) finish the story.

Or maybe I’ll just let that piano drop and flatten me into a bloody pulp.

Image courtesy of National Novel Writing Month. There. Are you happy now, NaNoWriMo?