It's that time of the year, when inspiration strikes and authors around the globe begin madly writing. NaNoWriMo is an interesting and very challenging concept, begun in 1999, designed to help jump start someone into actually finishing a novel, often for the first time. The goal is to complete 50,000 words in one month. It's a lofty goal, but one that often works exactly as it's designed to do. I'm seeing a ton of folks doing it this year, and that's a great thing. Keep at it, boys and girls!
I'm not participating this year. Obviously it's not because I don't believe it's a great idea. It is. It's just not what I need to be doing at the moment. I have a stack of finished novels already. I can crank out another one to add to the pile at any time, and actually have two of them I'm dying to finish.
But priorities being what they are, I'm putting them off for now because I have editing to do. I'm still working with my editor on Separate Worlds, and will be working on another novella to follow in my foray into the self-publishing world. As such, they're short term goals, and that is what needs to occupy my mind and my time this month.
And when I'm not working on those projects these days, I'm doing a final edit on the first three books of the Plexus. That's a much larger project, and one I need to spend some concentrated effort and time on. It's a whole lot of fun, but it's also a ton of work, something I really shouldn't cut away from to write another book.
I'm tempted to, though. Boy am I tempted to! My next two books are very exciting ones, and I'm dying to get into them. One's a dark murder mystery involving a ghost in Spokane's famous 1909 Looff Carousel. The other is a chilling tale of horror based on the story I related a couple of posts back, about that terrifying experience on Mount Ellis in Southwestern Montana. Yes, I want very badly to jump aboard, even a week or two late and throw myself into one of them.
But I can't. It would be counterproductive, which is the exact opposite of what NaNoWriMo is supposed to accomplish. NaNoWriMo is supposed to get you off your butt and working on that novel, and working on one of those, while productive in the sense I'd finish up another novel, isn't what I need at the moment. I need those finished novels edited. I need to concentrate on getting them perfected and polished further, so they'll be ready for publication.
So, those of you participating this year, know that I'm extremely jealous, but at the same time, I'm perfectly happy editing instead of writing. The Plexus is a fantastic story, and one I simply must get perfect. In baseball terms, it's two outs, two strikes, bases loaded in the bottom of the ninth in a tied game. Sure, I can win the game with a single, but it's a grand slam waiting to happen, and it's up to me to deliver.
And that's why we edit.