8819 / 50000 words. 18% done!
Today the entry is about the inner editor.
Yesterday, the message at the Procrastination station on Nanowrimo's official website was, "Permission to Suck, Granted!" I've been thinking about that. I've been thinking about what I'm writing and at the same time that little pessimistic voice in my head is saying things like, "you could have written that better..." or "don't you think you've just about exhausted all the ideas in your head?"
Now, I'm not perfect. Ask my wife. But I do know that what I'm writing is a draft. Drafts are allowed to suck. Why? Because no one is grading my draft. There isn't a teacher somewhere looking to give me credit for what I'm doing. I'm in the the school of personal integrity. This means that getting it down is exactly that. Getting it down. I'm taking a moment to "stand on the shoulders of giants" to look into the wisdom of veteran Nanowrimo winners of the past and to do my best to ignore the inner editor.
On the occasion that I do slip up. I don't delete words. I run strike-through through them and then i do my best to reform that thought. This way I preserve the word count. I keep moving forward... If I run out of ideas, well I'll cross that when I get there. Luckily I've enough direction to keep writing, so that's what I'm going to do.