I didn’t do NaNoWriMo – National Novel Writing Month – “officially” this year. (Don’t worry, this isn’t one of those annoying blogs from a writer going on why she didn’t bother taking part and how NaNo is not for me, oh my goodness, the horror! – the world doesn’t really need one of those, does it?)
During November, instead of sprinting a first draft to a new book, I NaNo-edited (it should be a thing, we need a special month for this) and polished the book I’ve been working on, a crime novel, ready to send it out into the world in 2016. And sure enough, I got more of that done than I would have done otherwise.
But in amongst the editing, in true #nano spirit, I made a start to a new book. I even went to NaNoWritMo meet ups in a café in Liverpool city centre, which were very nice, and friendly. I didn’t write that much word count-wise, especially compared to fellow NaNoWriMo-ers, who sprinted on ahead, but I was happy enough with what I’d written to send the opening into a #NaNoWriMo-themed competition. And then I promptly forgot about the submission, and plunged back into editing, planning to crack on with the new book in January.
So yesterday when I got an email to say it won third prize, and a manuscript appraisal, I was made up; and surprised. Nice bits of news like this helps working on a fledgling project like nothing else.