As months continue to dash toward the end of the year, I’m back – yet again and seemingly way too soon – with my regular report on my writer’s life. The memories of my move across the States slowly fade, and I find myself rebuilding my routines.
Writing – CampNaNoWriMo and other projects
I couldn’t resist the temptation of joining CampNaNoWriMo this month. I hoped that I could write 30,000 words in one project, and then catch up with my missing words for 365 Writing Club with other works. Needless to say, it turned out too ambitious of a goal. Especially with my keenness on working on multiple stories.
A few days in, I realized that my goal was unrealistic. I didn’t want to give up, but I also wanted something achievable for the month, so I lowered my Camp goal to 20,000 words. That turned out a good decision. Not only I managed to win the Camp, but I also wrote over 10,000 words in other projects, meeting my monthly goal. I also managed to write every day which means I haven’t missed a day since the beginning of the year!
As time goes by, though, I’m slowly realizing that I might not be able to close the gap for my yearly goal. It means that for the first time since I joined the Club, I might not be able to meet it. Time will tell. At the moment, I’m happy that I reached my half a year word count – a bit late, but I made it.
Focusing on writing meant less time for other activities, and even though I did some art when I needed a break, I don’t have anything to show yet. I worked on a piece that I decided to redraw and start over. It’s in a coloring stage now, but I’m taking my time with it. I feel that if I rush it, it won’t be as good as I envisioned it.
I have few other plans and ideas, but I want to have something solid before I give any details. After all, life likes to verify the best plans… Until then, there are always the weekly Wordwitch drawings.
It’s been a pleasantly quiet month. My pansies decided to ignore any sort of seasonal indications. They decided that, since they’ve been sown late, they’ll bloom in the middle of summer. They don’t seem bothered by either the heat or the regular storms in Virginia, though they grew quite wild and tall. In a way, one could say that they took after me, right? Most of them are yellow, with one or two odd purple or white ones, as if they also decided to also ignore the ‘multicolored’ printed on the seed packet. I hoped for more purple ones, but in the end, they’re the first plants I’ve grown in 15 years (if not more), so I can’t complain.
How has your July been? Is it hot over where you live? How do you cope with the heat?