It seems ironic, that I have NOTHING to do and yet can not accomplish anything. We are at the 8th day of November, the 8th day of NaNoWriMo. I have 2 C’s a 1 W on my calendar. Read: I am not keeping up with working out. I just went and ran out of sheer embarrassment that I was going to have to admit that to you.

Writing has been fun, but it definitely still feels like a pressured obligation. I have dawdled most mornings, made coffee, sipped said coffee, swept/done dishes…and otherwise wasted as much time as I could. I would then open my novel, reread it (there’s some implied rule for some reason that you’re not supposed to be doing this, but that has something to do with editing, whereas when I reread I pat myself on the back and add whatever description I can to make each passage more lengthy…) and then maybe I’ll finally type a few new words at the end after lunch. I have not ventured out of the house NEARLY enough, due to the laptop making little odd noises when it gets hot, and as of THIS morning, VIA BLOG, Snippy has given me a sinus cold. Okay, maybe it wasn’t her, but we both have it. You figure it out.

Here are the stats, I thought you might find this interesting:

How many novels have been written through NaNoWriMo?
1999: 21 participants and six winners
2000: 140 participants and 29 winners
2001: 5,000 particpants and more than 700 winners
2002: 13,500 participants and around 2,100 winners
2003: 25,500 participants and about 3,500 winners
2004: 42,000 participants and just shy of 6,000 winners
2005: 59,000 participants and 9,769 winners.


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