And then there was the story. I was planning to write a series of short stories, as I did a few years ago, but the first story kept going. All I had to guide me was a desire to try writing pure horror, which like most genres sounds much easier than it is.
Ooh, just make it scary! Yeah! Pfah.
How many times did I decide to quit? Oh, many. Probably half a dozen times actually thinking to myself, 'You know what? I don't care any more. I'm done.' And then all the other times I just went 'Blah.'
I'm glad I didn't quit. I accomplished something this month I haven't before, and it wasn't NaNoWriMo, which I've completed successfully 8 times previously. What I accomplished was a type of discipline that eluded me last year, which was the first year I'd tried and failed.
Enter the idea of writing a horror novel. That's something! Except it's a lot, actually. Maybe too much. So now my creative mind says, Why don't we research this better before we try? Why don't we read a few newly released horror novels, maybe dig out that How To book we bought when we were fifteen, and stop spending every free moment of this November feeling guilty for what we haven't yet written? Very reasonable, of course. It's always reasonable to research, consider, take notes, read, go for a walk, discuss, and generally procrastinate when what you really need to do is sit down and write. Last year it was a series of science fiction stories I wanted to write, and the same thing happened. Instead of driving me forward it said, 'We aren't ready for this. Let's wait.'
Congratulations on everything you've written this month, this year, ever! There are many walls in life, many stumbling blocks and seemingly impassable caverns. We need to celebrate our achievements, whatever form they take. And we (read: I) need to take that feeling of success and run with it.