This year was my first year since finding out about NaNoWriMo that I haven’t done it. And it’s an odd feeling. Most of what I wanted to say in this post I think Nevillegirl @ Musings From Neville’s Navel already covered in her own similar post about not doing NaNoWriMo (we seem to have had the same idea, funnily enough), so I was debating about whether or not to write this post, but, well, who cares? I seem to be writing it anyway.
- December seems to have happened awfully fast! I realized the other day just how fast finals were coming up and they seemed awfully soon. Wasn’t it just September? Although it may have something to do with my internal clock being a bit different from last year’s. Last year, every day seemed like a year and this year, every day seems like 1/2 an hour, at the speed at which I do homework.
- I didn’t write anything at all. I’m still kind of sad about this. Even if it was nowhere close to my best work, I loved the act of creating something new every November. And I didn’t get that this year, and due to my crazy self being insane, my homework and studying and tests kept me from writing anything at all. My brain has been just as good at coming up with ideas as ever, but these days, I seem to like to nap in my free time instead of write.
- I really miss writing, reading, and blogging. Last year and especially the year before, writing didn’t seem like it was a huge part of my life, and reading and blogging didn’t, either. I mean, I haven’t read as much as I have in the past since entering high school (freshman year I didn’t read anything at all, and sophomore year I read one book a week), but at this point I’ve been reading the same book since mid-October. MID-OCTOBER. I guess it’s true, that you don’t realize how lucky you are to have something until it’s gone.
- I’m kind of glad I’ve done NaNoWriMo every year leading up to my junior year. Staying up to write every year used to be my FAVORITE thing about NaNoWriMo. I’d beat out the most words at 1 or 2 am, and then learn to go on just a few hours of sleep the next morning. This year, I’m up till 1 or 2 am doing homework, and then I have to study for tests and go to school at 8 and GAH. I’m just really glad I’ve had some prior experience with almost all-nighters.
- All being said and done, even if not doing NaNoWriMo meant that I did better in my classes and slept probably at earlier hours, I really do miss having done NaNoWriMo. I’m not quite sure if the feeling is regret yet, but it is definitely not thanks or happiness or relief. NaNoWriMo in past years has been my heart and soul and lifeblood of writing. It forced me to have some fun and create some things. Not doing NaNoWriMo and not reading at the same time has been a kind of torture, in some ways, but I still do not regret taking the classes I decided to take this year. It’s just that writing and reading have always been a big part of my life, and that they are not anymore is kind of difficult to adjust to.
All being said and done, I missed doing NaNoWriMo, but I can’t imagine having done NaNoWriMo, either. Weekends I have about an hour or so to write blog posts, and the rest of my time is spent: (1) sleeping, (2) homeworking, (3) studying, (4) eating, or (5) complaining about my life (it’s not a bad thing, complaining is actually my favorite hobby). Will I do NaNoWriMo in the future? I don’t know. I hope I do do it again, at least once. I missed NaNoWriMo, yes, but moreover, I missed writing. I wonder how I’d feel if I’d written without NaNoWriMo. We’ll have next year to see, I guess.