I admire writers who are prolific, I really do. People who can sit down and type 1000 words in an hour. Who don’t go back and obsessively edit what they have just written, who make a plan and stick to it. I admire them the way the way I do gardeners, or people who home school their children. With a kind of hopeless respect and admiration that says I love what you do but I could never do it myself.
                I really tried this year. My writing group had the idea of all doing NaNoWriMo together. We meet on the 31st of October and shared our story plans. A couple of us admitted it wasn’t going to happen but most of us committed to at least attempt the crazy goal of 50,000 words in thirty days. I even had a plan for the fact I needed to spend the month on publicity. I’d split my words, half on a novel, half on blog articles.
                Now, we’re 14 days in. Emails have been coming in, 20,000 words here (at day 12), 16,000 there and I have two measly blog posts and I haven’t even started the novel part. It must be admitted I am a NaNoWriMo failure.
                Still, I have written two reviews and started a third. I don’t write fast, but I can read a book in a couple of hours and writers can always use reviews. Afterall someone has to tell the world about the masterpieces you’re creating. So, instead of trying to write 50,000 words in a month I’m committing to writing 50 reviews. (In a year not a month.)
                Wish me luck. Links to the first reviews below!