|My niece Laura took this picture|
I quit trying to "win" NaNoWriMo. Winning would have meant writing 50,000 words of a so-called novel in the 30 days of November. I started off strong, believing that this was my "winning" year. As of a few days ago, I have put away NaNoWriMo writing for 2010. Quitting means that, for the fifth year in a row, I have played and not won.
My inner Pollyanna has struggled a little bit this time in her efforts to turn quitting into winning. She's a persistent one, though, and has declared that, indeed, I quit one thing so I could win:
- The opportunity to spend three whole days, and two partial days, with my daughter, son-in-law and grandson.
- Some deliciously long conversations with cherished friends and family.
- A few sacred, unencumbered days to walk with a family through the death of their 45 year old relative.
- The joy of writing and writing and writing on the so-called novel, and now I have won back the joy of a more relaxed writing schedule for sermons, blog posts, and whatever else I want to write.
- Some much-needed goof-off time. Did I say much needed?
And ... I won the once-in-a-lifetime chance to make 2011 the year I win NaNoWriMo for the first time!