This week is the All-American Gorge
Fest known by some as Thanksgiving. Most of you will be slaving away over
preparations for The Feast. NaNos, however, get no rest. Must. Crank. Out.
Words.
Oh, sure, we’ll join the family to
gulp down the turkey and gravy. You gotta be polite to family and friends. I
suggested making a Turkey Dinner Shake so I could keep writing, but my family
nixed it. They want me, for some odd reason, to join them at the table this
Thursday. It could take hours to eat
the menu my future daughter-in-law has planned. What was she thinking? Well,
she’s new to the family, so I cut her some slack.
But what is a NaNo to do? Get up
earlier. Put in seat time before called to cooking duty. And record your
pathetic word count for the day. (Gotta get the badge for updating the word
count 30 days in a row!)
You tell yourself that you’ll make
up the deficit. That low word counts for thirteen days (in my case) won’t be a
big deal. All you have to do is write like crazy once these family obligations
cease.
That’s what you tell yourself
because you blew through your banked words long since. And you have to tell
yourself something, or you’d quit.
Given that you might be lying to
yourself, and that you’ll never recover from the mounting word count deficit,
you really ought to give in.
Relax. Play games. Laugh a lot.
Enjoy Thanksgiving. NaNo isn’t really LIFE. Really. Right?
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