So I did Camp NaNoWriMo for July. Technically, I’ll have won once I verify my word count. Yet, this is the least exciting victory yet.
Back in April, I churned through 30,000 words for Camp NaNo and felt genuinely accomplished. It was a challenge, but not impossible. After doing NaNo in November, writing only 30k in a month seemed sort of easy. 1,000 words a day, how hard is that?
Well, July came in to steal that sense of victory.
First of all, I’m a children’s librarian. That means that June and July are Summer Reading Club at work. Which means all day, every day at work is hectic and most of the responsibility falls to me. I decided to set my word count at only 10,000 so I wouldn’t feel strained.
Well, after a few days I was zooming ahead of my goal and started to feel cocky. I started bumping my word count goal up until I got to 20,000.
Flash forward to the third week. I am tired. I had a bad allergic reaction to who knows what that made me feel horrible for several days. Work is eating me up, and the words aren’t coming.
So I admitted defeat. I rolled my word count back down to 10k, checked my current total (10,880) and called it done.
And so I won Camp NaNo for July 2015. Not with a bang, but with a fizzle.